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big kid josie rode away, in the sunset covered sky, a lynching mob had strung his friend up, right before his eyes, he didn't know what they'd both done, he sure as hell would end up one, a hot tin notch on the sheriff's gun, if he didn't move on, get out of here, the sheriff followed josie's trail, from kansas in the west, he said he'd put a bullet right, through poor old josie's chest, but josie wasn't like the rest, he don't like bullet holes in his vest, in fact he'd do his very best, don't want any arrest, don't want to be the guest, of the sheriff, the nights got so damned cold, he couldn't stand the pace, he looked again for sheriff's men, but couldn't see the chase, josie found a nice warm place, but then the sheriff solved the case, poked at gun at josie's face, and said lookie here. sheriff rode him into town, with josie look inside, he didn't know about the six-gun, big kid josie had, then josie drew his gun real fast, gave the sheriff one big blast, now josie runs the town at last, a legend from the past, nobody ever messed with the sheriff

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Artist: emerson, lake & palmer