| Me and my good partners
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| We were riding back to our camp
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| We were feeling very fine
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| And the air was clear and slightly damp
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| And we were riding back to have ourselves a party
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| To celebrate the robbing of the train
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| We were talking kind of low and lazy
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| About not having to go out soon again
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| You know we hadn’t been back home two hours
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| We heard a hawk cry out in the night
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| And you know that’s a signal from young Billy, who’s our sentry
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| He’s saying something here ain’t exactly right
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| So we quick grabbed some of our hardware
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| Stumbled out of our home
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| In two minutes flat we had found her
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| An Indian girl all alone
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| And Eli said, «Let's take her back to the cabin»
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| I said, «You don’t know she might be the law, yeah»
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| He said, smiling kind of nasty
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| «It ain’t too damn likely she’ll beat me to the draw.»
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| As we were walking back through the darkness
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| I heard the Duke, he’s our dynamiter, say
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| He said, «What's your name, sweet little Indian girl?»
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| She said, «Raven.» |
| and she looked away
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| Right then I didn’t trust her, no and I said so, oh no
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| Now, Eli, he’s our fastest gunner
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| He’s kind of mean and young from the South
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| He said, «Fat Albert, you’re getting kind of old and weird now.»
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| «You'd better get your twelve gauge shot gun right out.»
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| And I did…
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| Now Eli and the Duke they got down to it
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| They each wanted the Indian girl for their own
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| But when they finally got around to asking her
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| You know she said she’d come to take young Billy home
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| Eli said he’d kill young Billy
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| He’d kill the Duke, and probably me too, yeah
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| The Indian girl she said, «Go ahead now do it»
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| I said «Stop it», and she bit my thumb nearly clean through
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| And when they finally started to break down the door
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| I smeared my face up with blood from my thumb
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| I laid down on the floor and played real good possum
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| You know I’m crazy but I ain’t real dumb
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| Now I’m dying here in Albuquerque
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| I must be the sorriest sight you ever saw
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| You know the reason I’m the only man here to tell it
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| You know that Indian girl, she wasn’t an Indian she was the law
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