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KEOGH'S KILLER
By
Linda C Wood

We were friends, partner.
We hit the breeze together,
Camped out together,
We even roomed together -
We were friends, partner.
I trusted you, partner,
But I was wrong about you -
You were a loner
On the side of the law.
I shouldn't have trusted you, partner.
So I called you out, partner.
I knew you were fast
But so was I.
I knew you shot straight, but so did I.
So I called you out, partner.
Was it because we were friends, partner
That my draw was a little slow?
I thought that I'd outgun you
And that you'd be the one to go
Though we were friends, partner.
But you shot me down, partner.
My last song is sung.
One good thing about it -
It saves me from getting hung.
Now you've shot me down, partner.
And now I face my killer
As I meet my sudden end
And I look up and see you,
The man I called partner and friend.
My friend you never could be
As you are an honest man
Because the name of Pat Keogh's killer
Is the man they call Cheyenne.
20 July 2005
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