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Cowboy Poetry and Western Verse
A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S GUNFIGHT
Jason Hunt
Kyle William Lees roams the West with two guns
And a list of thirteen guilty men
They murdered his family and left him for dead,
Never dreaming they’d see him again
But the Angel of Mercy, she spared him
And the Angel of Death knows him well
He smiles each time Kyle pulls his gun and sends one more
Condemned desperado to Hell
So reach for the sky or go for your gun
There’s just Heaven and Hell and you’ve got to choose one
So dive into darkness or crawl towards the light
In a Midsummer Night’s Gunfight
Shakespeare, New Mexico, lies in the desert,
A town without any law
Men wanting whiskey and ghosts seeking vengeance
Descend on her streets after dark
But the Angel of Mercy forsakes them
And the Angel of Death merely smiles
As into the town rides a man with two guns
And a list, and the man’s name is Kyle
So reach for the sky or go for your gun
There’s just Heaven and Hell and you’ve got to choose one
So dive into darkness or crawl towards the light
In a Midsummer Night’s Gunfight
There’s no time for sadness, there’s no time for sorrow
The last shall be first in the casket tomorrow
The first shall be last to abandon all hope
As he swings by his neck from the end of a rope
So reach for the sky or go for your gun
There’s just Heaven and Hell and you’ve got to choose one
So dive into darkness or crawl towards the light
In a Midsummer Night’s Gunfight
The Angel of Death has you dead in his sites
In a Midsummer Night’s Gunfight
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