Lyrics:

Kit Carson And the President said to Kit Carson: 'Take my best four horsemen please And ride out to the four directions, Make my great lands barren for me' Kit Carson said to the President 'You've made your offer sweet I'll accept this task you've set for me My fall's not yet complete' Kit Carson knew he had a job to do Like other jobs he had before He'd made the grade He learned to trade in famine, pestilence, and war Kit Carson was a hero to some With his poison and his flame But somewhere there's a restless ghost That used to bear his name