From the mouth and guitar of Dorian Bertanzini, troubadour extraordinaire, somewhere in The Frontier:
♫There was a train a’coming along the beaten track
Rolling through ol’ Robuck country ‘neath a sky of black
The moon was high and stars witnessed one and true
Outlaws always take their due
Around the bend they lay in wait
Hungry for their fate
The Coyote Gang set to feast
About to be unleashed
A finer pack of misfits never you did meet
Daring Coyote Kid, enemy of defeat
A bonny lass for his right hand
Saloon Simone, ready to command
His left hand played with fire
Bill Wilder was his name
Dynamite in his brain
Dynamite on his wire
The moon was high and stars witnessed one and true
Outlaws always take their due
On yonder train the gang did prey
Robbing riches bright as day
The dirge of gunslinging
Like a banshee singing
And with their score, the gang did flee
Into night and infamy
The Kid and his gang roamed far and wide
Plundering and roving with so much pride
Heroes to some, villains to many
Living free on every penny
‘Til fortune’s wheel turned around
And The Coyote Gang was run to ground
In fair Crest City, the Kid was caught
Who was betrayed and who was bought?
As the noose wrapped tight and verdict told
The Kid declared he’d never die old
And so he swung upon the gallow
Outlaw prince of the hallow
But take you care when on the road
Be you careful of what you have sowed
Be you vigilant with your wealth
Be you ready to defend yourself
Coyotes howl from their caves
Souls are restless in their graves
When the moon is high and stars witness one and true
Outlaws always take their due ♫
Up next, The Man In Black…