Silver Bells &
Twas a Mining town called Golden Gulch
While the west was yet untamed
There two bad men met made a bet
And the winnings never claimed.
The boys had ridden into town
One payday afternoon
To line the bar at the Lucky Star,
Which was Dandy Rans saloon.
Now the dandy was an onry cuss
If by chance you made him sore,
His only law was the lightning draw
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Its mining days are done.
There are coyote tracks in the tumbled shacks Bleached white by the desert sun.
The lucky star is deserted, too
All littered with sand and straw
Where the laughter rang and the dandy's gang once drank to his lightning draw.
And the silver bells and the golden spurs
Still hang in their place of fame,
Above the bar at the Lucky Star
Still waiting the victors claim.