Twas a Mining town called Golden Gulch
             His only law was the lightning draw
             On his watchchain hung a dozen bells
             But they rang the bell for the man that fell
             Well the boys had finished around of drinks
             And a man walked in with a reckless grin
             On his dusty boots were golden spurs,
             And on each hip the well matched grips
             He spoke in a voice that was deathly quite
             And said, " I've come to waste some shells
             On a man they say whose draw is quick
             I've come for the dandy's chain."
             Well the dandy faced the strangers gaze,
             But the bells were hid from a sight.
             "So it's the dandy's silver bells
             That's a fancy pair of spurs you wear
             The silver bells for the golden spurs,
             You'll lose that bet and all you'll get
             Well the stranger smiled his reckless grin
             "They'll find him dead with a chunk of lead
             Then the stranger unbuckled his golden s
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