Lyrics:

Me and my good partners

we were riding back to our camp

we were feeling very fine

and the air was clear and slightly damp

and we were riding back to have ourselves a party

to celebrate the robbing of the train.



We were talking kind of low and lazy

about not having to go out soon again

you know we hadn't been back home two hours

we heard a hawk cry out in the night

and you know that's a signal from young Billy, who's our sentry



He's saying something here ain't exactly right

so we quick grabbed some of our hardware

stumbled out of our home

in two minutes flat we had found her

an Indian girl all alone



and Eli said, 'Let's take her back to the cabin'

I said, 'You don't know she might be the law, yeah'

He said, smiling kind of nasty,

'It ain't too damn likely she'll beat me to the draw.'



As we were walking back through the darkness,

I heard the Duke, he's our dynamiter, say,

he said, 'What's your name, sweet little Indian girl?'

She said, 'Raven.' and she looked away.

Right then I didn't trust her, no and I said so, oh no.



Now, Eli, he's our fastest gunner

He's kind of mean and young from the South

he said, 'Fat Albert, you're getting kind of old and weird now.'

'You'd better get your twelve gauge shot gun right out.'



Now Eli and the Duke they got down to it

they each wanted the Indian girl for their own

but when they finally got around to asking her

you know she said she'd come to take young Billy home

Eli said he'd kill young Billy

he'd kill the Duke, and probably me too, yeah



The Indian girl said, 'Go ahead now do it'

I said 'Stop it', and she bit my thumb nearly clean through

and when they finally started to break down the door

I smeared my face up with blood from my thumb

I laid down on the floor and played real good possum



You know I'm crazy but I ain't real dumb

now I'm dying here in Albuquerque

I must be the sorriest sight you ever saw

you know the reason I'm the only man here to tell it

you know that Indian girl, she wasn't an Indian she was the law



( Guerrilla Music/BMI)