| I was known as Blackie’s gunman
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| The best two gunman in the land
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| I could shoot the ace of diamonds
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| With a draw from either hand
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| With the dice I had no equal
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| Some of them are with us now
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| Most of them are sadly sleeping
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| 'Neath the weeping willow bough
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| Many a cowboy’s game I’ve played in
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| Left that night with all their gold
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| As a sport I was broken
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| As a sport I let it go
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| I once loved a girl named Nellie
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| How we loved no tongue can tell
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| But I know, I’ll never meet her
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| Oh, it was hard to say farewell
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| Her eyes were like the deep blue water
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| And her hair was golden curls
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| And her cheeks were crimson velvet
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| And her teeth were snow white pearls
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| Together we lived in a cottage
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| And our life, it was a dream
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| And the angels they watched o’er us
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| Made our life one happy dream |