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in the Blackhills 1876, they came to the Gem Saloon;
50 cent whiskey and a 5 dollar fix, everybodys buzzed by noon.
a racist yellin' at the generals horse as Tolliver rolls the dice,
people ain't lookin for friends in this place and the paperman pays the price.
theres a gymp with a broom and high class cunny,
thourough-fair soaked with bloodstained money,
and Dan threw a man off the cliff on his head,
the widow struck rich as the dude lay dead;
keepin' cool in a creek where Calamitys drinkin',
over Wild Bills corpse left the whole camp thinkin.,.
/ every-day we got the same old chore
scrubbin' the blood-stains off of the floor.
when you ride thru this place, you'd best hold on to yur knife.
welcome to Deadwood.,. now run for yur life
/birds fly into buildings, minister forgets the prayer
prospector talks with his puppy; as Sheriff is killing the Mayor
Mr.Richardson juggles at the amateur night, Aunt Lou don't seem to have a son anymore,
I seen 17 men and a midget with a knife when yu was waitin for the Jew by the hardware store.
the doctors drunk and his patient died,
there's a bum sellin' soap with a prize inside
so spit in yur hand; we'll call it a deal
if yu don't get murdered by the pigs next meal
and yur still breathin',-we can go play cards
at dusk we'll join them at the graveyard singing.,.
/chinese pimp & an opium pipe as Charlie rides by to deliver the mail,
dope fiend yells at himself in a puddle, the commisioner sits in jail,
come place bets on the Boomshaker Bike Mr. W. hangs by noose,
get a sled or the like and a pistol for the dyke and see what kinda hell breaks loose.
and just when ya thought ya can't get any sicker;
while puking up peaches and watered down liquor,
then Trixy came in and shot George Hearst,
he's agreed to leave; if the whore dies first.
in deadwood things just roll that way
don't gotta go home; but you should not stay
