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I was riding the prairie

When out of the blue I could see

There were two dozen Indians

Starting to close up on me

There was no place I could run

And I never carry a gun

So I cried for help

And along came Hop-Along-Cassidy

Maverick, and Billy The Kidd

I'd have been lost if they hadn't

Shown up as they did

And there was even Doc Holiday

Buffalo Bill, Jesse James

And three hundred cavalry

But I can't remember their names

I was safe in my cabin

And thinking of going to bed

When an Indian tomahawk

Stuck in the wall by my head

I looked through the window and saw

There were three thousand Indians or more

So I cried for help

But one day I was caught and

Was taken to see Running Bear

But we got on so well that

He told me that I could stay there

And according to Indian law

I could have me a choice of a squaw

I needed no help!

But along came Hop-Along-Cassidy

Maverick, and Billy The Kidd

I'd have been fine if they hadn't

Shown up as they did

And there was even Doc Holiday

Buffalo Bill, Jesse James

And three hundred cavalry

But I can't remember their names