I came to town to start over,
walked in to grab a meal
maybe a drink, even put
my gun on the table.
He came through the door,
looking for trouble,
ready to kill if he so felt,
and I was who he laid eyes on.
They'll bury him in the morning,
but they're hanging me tonight.
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