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DEWAN BRIAN

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: Steve Nicholson <74431.40@compuserve.com> The Cowboy Outlaw by Brian Dewan G#m Gather 'round my children, and I'll tell a tale of woe About a famous cowboy outlaw who lived a hundred years ago. E C#m F# Today his soul at last is resting peacefully in hell G#m C#m D#m G#m Though many years have passed away since through the gallows-trap he fell. He was sitting propped up in a chair just after he was hanged And they photographed his body as a distant churchbell rang. A circus man was waiting with fifty dollars in his coat And he bought the cowboy outlaw so he could have him in his show. And very soon he was embalmed and toured from town to town People paid to see the outlaw that they'd heard so much about He stood before them with a pistol against a painted scene The greatest cowboy outlaw that the world had ever seen But in time he was forgotten and no one knew his name And when he began to fall apart they took his booth away They painted him with varnish and put a crown upon his head Come and see the king of Egypt said the sign out front instead And then one year the circus closed, the tents were packed away And he was sold to an amusement park on Massachusetts Bay He was sold for next to nothing and they packed him in the van They thought they'd bought a dummy but they'd really bought a man. He was sprayed a special color to help him look a fright And they hung him from a gallows 'neath an ultra-violet light He hung there in a spookhouse for many, many years As youthful faces passed him by in tiny railroad cars Until one fine and fateful day in 1976 He fell down from the gallows when the hangman's noose unhitched His arm broke at the shoulder as he clattered to the floor And the man who went to fix him was stunned by what he saw And the teenage boys did holler, and the teenage girls did faint When they saw the bone protruding from the varnish and the paint A coroner came to serve him and ran a slew of tests they found out who he was, in time, and laid his soul to rest A hundred hears have come and gone since he spoke his final words I'm not afraid to die and leave behind this rotten world So go and pull the lever hangman, now my race on Earth is run And he thought his life was ended but it had only just begun -- Steve Nicholson, 74431.40@compuserve.com







                       


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