Wild Bill Hickok

C F C Wild Bill was born in Illinois on dry and fertile land F D7 G Pioneer of pistoleers and a dead shot with each hand F C F G Claimed he was the quickest, there's few who'd ill-agree C F C Fewer yet to saw this plainsman draw, still breathe like you and me C F C He led a stagecoach freight team in his early days of life F D7 G One evenin' on the Western Trail, Bill took the air of night F C F G And who should come upon him, but a bear whom he'd awoke C F C Wild Bill produced his bowie knife and fashioned a new coat C F C Kansas prairies he knew well and wild Missouri too F D7 G Come 1861, Bill donned the Union blue F C F G Not unlike his daddy, he'd see no man in bonds C F C Every man in Jimmy Lane's brigade, of Hickok they were fond C F C While a marshal in Abilene many Texans came to call F D7 G Phil Coe told John Wes Hardin, "Wild Bill has got to fall F C F G "He's a cruel and brutish yankee, and if you don't then I will" C F C Wild Bill put down Phil Coe, Wes Hardin's livin' still C F C He met his fate in Deadwood inside Tom Nuttall's place F G Amidst a game of poker, holdin' Aces and two Eights F C F G When up stepped from behind him the Coward, Jack McCall C F C The slug ripped through his auburn hair, poor Wild Bill never saw