SIX GUN SAM

                                                                      Travels the land, on his own he stands,

Gun for hire, if the price is right, he'll kill any man.

                                                                            A lonely road for a heartless soul,

                                                                   You get what you get when sin is your gold.

                                                                           He passes through most any town,

 He's six gun Sam, someday a stranger will shoot him down,

                                                                                      Lay him in the ground.

                                                                         A sad life indeed, he's got no family,

 Not a friend to his name, when he dies, no man will
 Stand at his side.               

                                                                           Who will remember six gun Sam,

                                                                   The man who died with a gun in his hand.

      Keith Garrett

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