Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sam Bass, artist - Michael Martin Murphey. Album song Cowboy Songs III, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 11.10.1993
Record label: Warner Nashville
Song language: English
Sam Bass |
Sam Bass was born in Indiana, it was his native home |
And at the age of seventeen, Sam began to roam |
Sam first came out to Texas a cowboy for to be |
A kinder-hearted fellow you seldom ever see |
Sam used to deal in race stock, one called the Denton mare; |
He matched her in scrub races and took her to the fair |
I used to coin the money and spent it just as free |
He always drank good whiskey wherever he might be |
Sam left the Collins ranch in the merry month of May |
With a herd of Texas cattle the Black Hills for to see |
Sold out in Custer City and then got on a spree- |
A harder set of cowboys you seldom ever see |
On their way back to Texas they robbed the U.P. |
train |
And then split up in couples and started out again |
Joe Collins and his partner were overtaken soon |
With all their hard-earned money they had to meet their doom |
Sam had four companions-four bold and daring lads- |
They were Richardson, Jackson, Joe Collins, and Old Dad; |
Four more bold and daring cowboys the rangers never knew |
They whipped the Texas Rangers and ran the boys in blue |
Jim Murphy was arrested and then released on bail |
He jumped his bond at Tyler and then took the train for Terrell; |
But Mayor Jones had posted Jim and that was all a stall |
'Twas was only a plan to capture Sam before the coming fall |
Sam met his fate at Round Rock, July the twenty-first |
They pierced poor Sam with rifle balls and emptied out his purse |
Poor Sam he is a corpse and six foot under clay |
And Jackson’s in the bushes trying to get away |
Jim bad borrowed Sam’s good gold and didn’t want to pay |
The only shot he saw was to give poor Sam away |
He sold out Sam and Barnes and left their friends to mourn |
Oh, what a scorching Jim will get when Gabriel blows his horn |
And so he sold out Sam and Barnes and left their friends to mourn |
Oh, what a scorching Jim will get when Gabriel blows his horn |
Perhaps he’s got to heaven, there’s none of us can say |
But if I’m right in my surmise he’s gone the other way |