We saw Presidents and prospectors,
prizefights and stampedes.
Desperate lives flickered up there
in gorgeous black and white,
teaching us at One and six a go
not to fool with horse thieves and no-accounts.
America: land of happy endings
sending us spittin' into sagebrush nights
rightin' terr'ble wrongs done to
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem