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Sam Bass

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  • 1997.09.16
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Sam Bass was born in Indiana, it was his native home And at the age of seventeen young Sam began to roam And he first came out to Texas, a cowboy for to be A kinder-hearted fellow you hardly ever see He used to deal in race stock, one called the Denton Mare And he run her in scrub races and he took her to the fair And she always won the money wherever she might be And Sam he liked good whiskey and he spend his money free Young Sam left the Collins ranch in the merry month of May With a herd of Texas cattle for the Black Hills far away Sold out in Custer City and then went on a spree A harder set of cowboys you seldom ever see On their way back to Texas they robbed the U.P. train They split up in couples then they started out again Joe Collings and his partner they was overtaken soon With all their hard cash money they's about to meet their doom Sam made it back to Texas all right side up with care He rode in to the town of Denton with all his friends to share Sam's life was short in Texas, three robberies he did do He robbed all the passengers, mail and express carts too Sam had four companions, they were bold and daring lads They were Underwood and Jackson, Collins and Old Ed More bold and daring cowboys the rangers never knew They run the Texas rangers, and they whipped the boys in blue Now Sam had another companion called Arkansas for short Was shot by a Texas ranger by the name of Thomas Floyd Tom's a big six footer and he thinks he's mighty fly But I'll tell you boys, he's racked, he's a dead-beat on the sly Jim Murphy was arrested then released on bail And he jumped his bonding Tyler and took the trail for Terrill But Major Jones had posted Jim and that was all a stall T'was only a plan to capture Sam before the coming fall Sam met his fate at Round Rock, July the twenty-first They filled poor Sam with rifle-balls they emptied out his purse Poor Sam he is a corpse now and he's six feet under clay And Jackson's in the bushes and he's trying to get away Jim had borrowed Sam's good gold and he didn't want to pay The only shot he saw was to give poor Sam away And he sold out Sam and Barnes and he left their friends to mourn Oh, what a scorching Jim'll get when Gabriel blows his horn He sold out Sam and Barnes and he left their friends to mourn Oh, what a scorching Jim'll get when Gabriel blows his horn Now perhaps he's gone to heaven, ain't none of us can say But if I'm right in my surmise he's gone the other way

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