Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
One and all had heard the stories, an eyewitness had been sworn
'Bout a man born in Hardburly back in June of twenty-nine
Must have got that Martin Meylin muzzle day he was born
Things he could do with that rifle, blow the balls off a bat, reload, and shoot it one more time

[Verse 2]
Had a monster of a mule, was a mighty fine steed
Sham and Sam, a tomahawk and that flintlock's all he need
Finding food and finding trouble and always taking heed
Any man that crossed him was surely gonna bleed
And he'd stretch you up and burn you for callin' him half-breed