Biography of George Hunter
I'm just a rhymer, not a poet,
Read one of mine and then you'll know it.
You don't have to pretend you understand,
It's as plain as day, like the palm of your hand.
Nothing esoteric, abstruse or recondite here,
Just something to read while drinking your beer.
This Texas Ranger was an ess oh bee,
Shot every outlaw that he did see.
He was a Deputy and he came to town
Said, if I don't like your looks, I'll shoot you down.
He told the bad guys, Don't give me no lip
‘Cause I've got a Big Iron on my hip.
I've got it tied down with a leather thong
So don't try to do a thing that's wrong.
He could whip out that Colt faster than you ever saw,