He bloated the movement of cherries
He ploughed the fields , the civil war it had become
He joined Cantrills-raiders, he starved the hoaxsters
He blemished the Ball and shot, the powder horn
The pitbull he became the outlaw
He soared the pattern of love, the Gunbelt, the Sidearm, the musket
The belt, the starving Hungry,
He watchful the saloons of barkeep
He lender the spout of misery, the gambler bled a sympathetic rule
The Cowboys he troll the becoming
A gunfight he patterned the fire
The bullet cut the bleach, the boy he had protected
The Billy the kid he chaperoned
He dowser the gambler, the steady gun,
He shell scraped the bull Peterson
He shot dead , he fired the gun of bleach
He removed the Iron-horse he pardoned the Indians
They called it the Grey-rider
He dowser the loser , the lose he gravity fed
The Gunfight the OK corral
He killed the morons of the clanterns, he fired a shot
The barnacle he fed , the round it caught him
The head of the raiders he wielded the arrow
No-head he pardoned a plea
A sacrifice of death, the stranger he coat
The Bloodstone of dangerous
He ran for the scrape
The bullion of gold trinkets
He stayed beyond