Welcome to the Shrine of 조금 구렁, where it is not a crime to feel!
Here lies Lester Moore
Four slugs from a .44
No Les
No more
This is an ode to Red Hogan and his gang
Their outlaw career went out with a bang
These five men have ceased to live
And no more grief to us will they give
The story of their life is too rotten to tell
Twas Sheriff Whyatt Earp who rung their knell.
This is the grave of Billy Grounds
He didn't weigh more'n ninety pounds
He was just a kid, as the story goes
He sometimes dressed in women's clothes
At least, we think this body's him
After the shootin' this face was dim
It's about his size and about his build
And if we ain't got Bill the devil will
Here is Andy, Alber, Hampton, and Houston too
And here is the boy who nobody knew
(He wasn't an outlaw but he did his best
He's sleeping here along with the rest)
Andy Cooper was a Blevins-- as few folks knew
They all were killers, a fact that's true
They are sleeping here in an outlaw's grave
But none can deny those boys were brave!
Sheriff Owens, who was once Andy's friend
Murdered them all and that was the end.
Here's where Louis, the fancy kid
Paid a just price for the crimes that he did
The last one he killed was Lulu the doll
She was a singer and she was his "moll"
He stole from the old and murdered the young
Then met his death at the muzzle of a gun
This is the spot where a gent named Genung
Paid with his life for his crimes and his fun
At last, the law, this jasper outwitted
He was hung for all the crimes he committed
Three fingered Black Jack!
Now he was a gent,
With murder in his eye and a soul hell-bent!
He met with death in a canyon pass
It took fifty men to get him at last
Slim satterlee met dead, here at this spot
He broke out of jail, but free he was NOT
Sheriff Jim Parks got Slim beat to the draw
And now Slim's through breaking the law
Four Texas train robbers are buried here
No one knows what their names were
Two Texas rangers and a posse from town
Came out one night and mowed them all down
They are buried here, just as they fell,
We hope their souls are not all in hell
Four slugs from a .44
No Les
No more
This is an ode to Red Hogan and his gang
Their outlaw career went out with a bang
These five men have ceased to live
And no more grief to us will they give
The story of their life is too rotten to tell
Twas Sheriff Whyatt Earp who rung their knell.
This is the grave of Billy Grounds
He didn't weigh more'n ninety pounds
He was just a kid, as the story goes
He sometimes dressed in women's clothes
At least, we think this body's him
After the shootin' this face was dim
It's about his size and about his build
And if we ain't got Bill the devil will
Here is Andy, Alber, Hampton, and Houston too
And here is the boy who nobody knew
(He wasn't an outlaw but he did his best
He's sleeping here along with the rest)
Andy Cooper was a Blevins-- as few folks knew
They all were killers, a fact that's true
They are sleeping here in an outlaw's grave
But none can deny those boys were brave!
Sheriff Owens, who was once Andy's friend
Murdered them all and that was the end.
Here's where Louis, the fancy kid
Paid a just price for the crimes that he did
The last one he killed was Lulu the doll
She was a singer and she was his "moll"
He stole from the old and murdered the young
Then met his death at the muzzle of a gun
This is the spot where a gent named Genung
Paid with his life for his crimes and his fun
At last, the law, this jasper outwitted
He was hung for all the crimes he committed
Three fingered Black Jack!
Now he was a gent,
With murder in his eye and a soul hell-bent!
He met with death in a canyon pass
It took fifty men to get him at last
Slim satterlee met dead, here at this spot
He broke out of jail, but free he was NOT
Sheriff Jim Parks got Slim beat to the draw
And now Slim's through breaking the law
Four Texas train robbers are buried here
No one knows what their names were
Two Texas rangers and a posse from town
Came out one night and mowed them all down
They are buried here, just as they fell,
We hope their souls are not all in hell
