Crooked Nose Jack

Crooked Nose Jack

How'd you sneak into history

Crooked Nose Jack?

The only mark you ever made

Was that cowardly attack,

Did old Wild Bill have

All the things that you lack?

How'd you sneak into history

Crooked Nose Jack?

You were a shadow of a man

Nobody really knew,

You drifted with the wind

And lived without a clue,

Then fate came to Deadwood

On that summer afternoon,

And found you standing there

In the Number Ten saloon.

How'd you sneak into history

Crooked Nose Jack?

The only mark you ever made

Was that cowardly attack,

Did old Wild Bill have

All the things you lack?

How'd you sneak into history

Crooked Nose Jack?

Was it the game that you lost

To Bill the day before,

That sent you to the bar

To settle up the score?

Or did someone pay you

On that summer afternoon,

To bring your forty-five

To the Number Ten saloon.

How'd you sneak into history

Crooked Nose Jack?

The only mark you ever made

Was that cowardly attack,

Did you feel like a man

Creeping up on his back?

How'd you sneak into history

Crooked Nose jack?

p.s. In case you are a member of a Bluegrass, Folk, or Western group (or know someone who is) and might be interested in co-writing, please let me know.  This lyric has already been recorded and released, but I have a lot that haven't. dennisgoodwin1947@gmail.com