He rode into town one hot summer day
Soaked with sweat from riding the range
His horse was white; a palomino
His gun was silver
His bullets gold
His hat ten gallons
His vest held a badge
"MARSHALL" it said
He lived on the edge
His draw was like lightning
His gun his best friend
When he found a villain
Its career would end
His name was Art Laws
He stood for the law
He protected the weak!
Did i mention his draw?
He came into town with a warrant in hand.
To arrest a villain who had killed 30 men
The man was a cad of this there's no doubt
He was really bad inside and out
Art tied up his horse by the sheriffs place
He entered the room to make a request
He asked where to look to find this bad man
The deputy shrugged and shook his hand
The marshall got a room at the nearby hotel
Then he went to the saloon to look for himself
He asked a few questions but got no replies
He noticed the fear in the bartender's eyes
He ordered a gin and he sat down to relax
The room slowly cleared except for 1 man in the back.
3 men entered and all wearing guns
The piano player then left on the run.
"Marshall," one called. "we've come for you.
If you want to take Billy you'll have to take us, too."
"Well if you insist," Art said with a smile.
By this time, he was facing them all.
One hit the floor. Art's gun smoked.
The other 2 drew, and both hit the floor.
Art turned about, his gun was still drawn.
There stood a man at the back of the saloon.
"Thanks," said the Marshall. The man sat back down.
"I hate unfair fights. not allowed in my town!"
The Deputy walked in "you got em i see!"
"Thanks to that citizen over there who helped me."
"Who?" asked the Deputy. "Theres no one back there."
Then Laws looked back and saw an empty chair.
The Deputy smiled,"Very funny.
Next thing you'll tell me the Sheriff was there.
Billy and his friends killed him right over there."
Marshall Laws left town the next day,
But he stopped to look back as he was moving away.
"Dont worry," said the Sheriff
Who was standing there.
"Long as im on the job, Their kind will be rare."
11.3.10
Soaked with sweat from riding the range
His horse was white; a palomino
His gun was silver
His bullets gold
His hat ten gallons
His vest held a badge
"MARSHALL" it said
He lived on the edge
His draw was like lightning
His gun his best friend
When he found a villain
Its career would end
His name was Art Laws
He stood for the law
He protected the weak!
Did i mention his draw?
He came into town with a warrant in hand.
To arrest a villain who had killed 30 men
The man was a cad of this there's no doubt
He was really bad inside and out
Art tied up his horse by the sheriffs place
He entered the room to make a request
He asked where to look to find this bad man
The deputy shrugged and shook his hand
The marshall got a room at the nearby hotel
Then he went to the saloon to look for himself
He asked a few questions but got no replies
He noticed the fear in the bartender's eyes
He ordered a gin and he sat down to relax
The room slowly cleared except for 1 man in the back.
3 men entered and all wearing guns
The piano player then left on the run.
"Marshall," one called. "we've come for you.
If you want to take Billy you'll have to take us, too."
"Well if you insist," Art said with a smile.
By this time, he was facing them all.
One hit the floor. Art's gun smoked.
The other 2 drew, and both hit the floor.
Art turned about, his gun was still drawn.
There stood a man at the back of the saloon.
"Thanks," said the Marshall. The man sat back down.
"I hate unfair fights. not allowed in my town!"
The Deputy walked in "you got em i see!"
"Thanks to that citizen over there who helped me."
"Who?" asked the Deputy. "Theres no one back there."
Then Laws looked back and saw an empty chair.
The Deputy smiled,"Very funny.
Next thing you'll tell me the Sheriff was there.
Billy and his friends killed him right over there."
Marshall Laws left town the next day,
But he stopped to look back as he was moving away.
"Dont worry," said the Sheriff
Who was standing there.
"Long as im on the job, Their kind will be rare."
11.3.10
