The Killer-Cisco Houston

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[al:Don't Take Your Guns to Town (US Gun Songs & Murder Ballads 1930 - 1960)]
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[00:00.00]The Killer - Cisco Houston
[00:04.53]Dobe bill he went a-riding
[00:06.25]Through the canyon in the glow
[00:08.59]Of a quiet sunday morning
[00:10.19]From the town of angelo
[00:14.41]Ridin' easy on that pinto
[00:16.21]That he dearly loved to straddle
[00:18.44]With a six-gun and sombrero
[00:20.09]That was wider than his saddle
[00:24.15]And he's hummin' as he's goin'
[00:26.23]Of a simple little song
[00:28.20]That's a-boomin' through the cactus
[00:30.07]As he's gallopin' along
[00:35.24]Oh I've rid from san antony
[00:37.11]Through the mesquite and the sand
[00:39.11]I'm a rarin' flarin' bucko
[00:40.90]Not afraid to play my hand
[00:44.56]Well I'm a hootin' shootin' demon
[00:46.85]And to have my little fun
[00:48.80]On my pinto called apache
[00:51.64]And adolphus that's my gun
[00:56.24]Well straight to santa fe he drifted
[00:58.51]And he mills around the town
[01:00.19]Sorta gittin' of his bearin's
[01:02.16]As he pours his liquor down
[01:06.17]But he's watchin' always watchin'
[01:08.10]Every hombre in the place
[01:10.96]Like he's mebbe sorta lookin'
[01:12.87]For some certain hombre's face
[01:18.70]Then one night he saunters careless
[01:20.66]To the place of monte sam
[01:23.32]And he does a bit of playin'
[01:25.40]Like he doesn't give a damn
[01:29.07]Then all at once it's hushed and quiet
[01:31.19]Like a calm before the blow
[01:33.18]And the crowd is tense and nervous
[01:35.13]And the playin' stopped and slow
[01:40.66]At the bar a man is standin'
[01:42.71]Sneerin' as his glances lay
[01:44.81]Like a challenge did he fling 'em
[01:46.86]Darin' 'em to make the play
[01:50.36]Two-gun blake the texas killer
[01:52.09]Hated feared wherever known
[01:54.82]Stood and drank his glass of mescal
[01:57.05]With assurance all his own
[02:02.61]Then the eyes of blake the killer
[02:04.62]Met the glance of dobe bill
[02:07.55]And they held each one the other
[02:09.33]With the steel of looks that kill
[02:14.19]Then the tones of blake came slowly
[02:16.10]With a sneer in every word
[02:17.87]Well you've found me
[02:19.89]But the other gave no sign he saw or heard
[02:26.96]Walkin' calmly toward the speaker
[02:29.75]He advanced with steady pace
[02:33.35]Then he grinned and quick as lightnin'
[02:35.98]Slapped him squarely in the face
[02:39.58]Shoot you snake he whispered hoarsely
[02:41.78]Shoot you lily-livered cur
[02:43.52]Draw you're always strong for killin'
[02:45.69]Now I'm here to shoot for her
[02:51.15]Some there was that claimed they saw it
[02:53.15]As the killer tried to draw
[02:55.51]But there's no one knows for certain'
[02:57.54]Just exactly what he saw
[03:01.03]I'll agree the shootin' started
[03:02.85]Quick as blake had made his start
[03:04.99]Then a brace of bullets hit him
[03:06.97]Fair and certain through the heart
[03:13.24]As he fell his hand was graspin'
[03:15.01]For the gun he'd got too late
[03:17.74]With the notches on it showin'
[03:19.34]Like the vagaries of fate
[03:23.19]And the man who stood there lookin'
[03:25.08]At the killer as he lay
[03:28.03]Murmured nell I've kept my promise
[03:31.49]I have made that scoundrel pay
[03:36.97]Then dobe bill he went a-ridin'
[03:39.88]From the town of santa fe
[03:42.61]On a quiet sunday morning
[03:44.40]Goin' happy on his way
[03:48.26]Ridin' easy on that pinto
[03:50.02]That he dearly loved to straddle
[03:52.00]With a six-gun and sombrero
[03:53.68]That was wider than his saddle
[03:57.23]And he's a hummin' as he's goin'
[03:59.16]Of a simple little song
[04:01.69]That's a-boomin' through the cactus
[04:03.79]As he's gallopin' along
[04:09.53]Oh I'm goin' down the canyon
[04:11.12]Through the mesquite and the sand
[04:12.94]I'm a rarin' flarin' bucko
[04:14.99]Not afraid to play my hand
[04:18.38]Well I'm a rootin' shootin' demon
[04:22.31]And I have my little fun
[04:24.62]On my pinto called apache a-ha
[04:29.53]And adolphus that's my gun