Gunfighter Going Down Poem by Dorsey Baker

Gunfighter going down
Gunfighter going down
another one
had a faster gun
Gunfighter
going down

There'll always come
someone
with a faster gun

The clouds turn black
and they hang low
the gun spits fire
and lets the bullet go
just an old
gunfighter
upon the ground he lie
didn't live long enough
to tell
his horse goodbye

when the gunfighter
went down
no salty tears were shed
everybody
was glad he was gone
everybody was happy
that he was
finally dead!