American Old Time Song Lyrics: 28 Sam Bass

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 28

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(This song was sent to us by Kelson Forsyth
(Showman), Sion, Walker Co., Texas.)

Sam Bass was born in Indiana, it was his native home;
At the age of seventeen young Sam began to roam;
He first came out to Texas a cowboy for to be,
A kinder-hearted fellow you hardly ever see.

Sam once dealt in race stock, once called the Denton mare-
He matched her at scrub races and carried her to the fair;
Sam used to coin the money and spend it very free;
He always drank good whiskey wherever he might be

Sam left the Collins' Ranch in the merry month of May
With a herd of Texas cattle the black hills for to sit;
Sold out in Custer City And then got on a spree-
A harder set of cowboys you hardly ever see.

On their way bark to Texas they robbed the U. P. train;
They split up in couples And started out again;
Joe Collins and his partner were overtaken soon-
With all their hard cash money they had to meet their doom.

Sam met his fate at Round Rock July the 21st;
They pierced poor Sam with rifle-balls and emptied out his purse;
Now poor Sam's a corpse and Piper's in the quay,
And Jackson's in the bushes a-trying to get away.

Jim Murphy borrowed Sam's good gold and did not want to pay;
The only way he saw to win was to give poor Sam away;
He sold out Bass and Barnes And left their friends to mourn;
Oh, what a scorching Jim will get when Gabriel blows his horn.
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