Now back in old Wyoming many long years ago When
there was no law and order round to regulate the
show Those old Wyoming ranchers had a problem on
their hands Trying to keep the cow thieves and the
rustlers off their land Now old Tom Horn came a
riding up one day Gonna lend a hand to the
cattlemen in his own peculiar way Well he took his
44-40 out and cleaned it up right well Then he
rode off down Dry Gulch with a sack of rifle
shells Old Tom Horn with a rifle by his side
through the hills of Wyoming he would ride There
ain't no tellin' how many cattle thieves he killed
But it was God help the rustler when Tom Horn was
in the hill

If you rode the Larame Valley by either day or
night You can be right sure he's watchin' you
through his rifle sights He laid out in the bushes
and the rustler come around Then he'll spill the
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Now the rustlers tried to stop him but they found
there was no way He could pick them off from a
mountain side a half mile away Well they ran him
down the border but they never touched his hide He
just slipped across to his hide out on the
Colorado side Old Tom Horn with a rifle...

Then one day young Willie Nickle was out a ridin'
around A 44-40 shot rang out and laid the poor boy
down Well it was only fourteen years since that
little kid was born And they said it looked like
the doing's of that lonesome Tom Horn So the
cattlemen went and strung him up with a length of
fresh snipped rope But his ghost still hangs out
in the hills and spooks the Antelope Now all the
rustlers hatred and all the cattlemen's fears Have
keep all Tom Horn alive through all the changing
years Old Tom Horn with a rifle...