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Small Iron on His Hip

UglyUgly Gunfighter With Way too Much Free Time
<div class="IPBDescription">Yall know the tune this should be read to!</div>Just thought a few of ya might get a chuckle out of this.<br />
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To the match at Kocheese Kanyon came a Gamer one fine day<br />
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say<br />
No one bothered to ask his business; no one cared to make a slip<br />
For the stranger there among them had the small iron on his hip<br />
Small iron on his hip<br />
<br />
It was early in the morning when he rode onto the range,<br />
A big man with small iron, he did look mighty strange.<br />
He's a Gamer loose and running came the whisper from each lip<br />
And he's gonna try to take a Warthog with the small iron on his hip<br />
Small iron on his hip<br />
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At the range there was an outlaw by the name of Warthog Red<br />
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead<br />
His cartridges were full-loaded and he packed a forty-four<br />
And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more<br />
One and nineteen more<br />
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Now the Gamer started talking made it plain to folks around<br />
He wouldnt be around to help with the stage take-down<br />
He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead<br />
And he said it didn't matter he was after Warthog Red<br />
After Warthog Red<br />
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Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Warthog Red<br />
But the outlaw didn't worry Gamers that tried before were dead<br />
Twenty men had tried to take him twenty men had made a slip<br />
Twenty one would be the Gamer with the small iron on his hip<br />
Small iron on his hip<br />
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The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet<br />
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street<br />
Folks were watching from the windows every-body held their breath<br />
They knew another Gamer was about to meet his death<br />
About to meet his death<br />
<br />
There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play<br />
And the swiftness of the Gamer is still talked about today<br />
Warthog Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped<br />
But the half-loaded thirty-two bounced right off his hip<br />
Bounced right off his hip<br />
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A forty-four roared for just a moment and the folks all gathered round<br />
There before them lay the body of the Gamer on the ground<br />
Oh he might have went on living but he made one fatal slip<br />
When he tried to take the Warthog with the small iron on his hip<br />
Small iron on his hip
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  • UglyUgly Gunfighter With Way too Much Free Time
    Huckleberry sent an addendum to the song. Here is it. Any more out there?<br />
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    Now Outlaw Warthawg Red is still alive with a forty four on both hips. <br />
    But that dirty Gamer left his mark.<br />
    When he spoiled the weak hand <br />
    Of Outlaw Warthawg Red<br />
    The Weak Hand of Outlaw Warthawg Red
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