Sam Ba** was born in Indiana
It was his native home
And at the age of seventeen
Young Sam began to roam
He first came out to Texas
A cowboy for to be
A kinder-hearted fella
You'd seldom ever see
Sam used to deal in race stock
One called the Denton mare
He matched her in scrub races
And took her to the fair
Sam used to coin the money, boys
And spent it just as free
He always drank good whiskey
Wherever he might be
Sam left the Collins' ranch
In the merry month of May
With a herd of Texas cattle
The Black Hills for to see
Sold out in Custer City
And then got on a spree
A harder set of cowboys
You'd seldom ever see
On their way back to Texas
They robbed the N. P. train
Then split up in couples
And started out again
Joe Collins and his partner
Were overtaken soon
With all their hard earned money, boys
They had to meet their doom
Sam made it back to Texas
All right-side up with care
Rode into the town of Denton
With all his friends to share
Sam's life was short in Texas
Three robberies did he do
He robbed all the pa**enger mail
And express cars too
Sam met his fate in Round Rock
July the twenty-first
They pierced poor Sam with rifle balls
And emptied out his purse
Poor Sam he is a corpse
And six foot under clay
And Jackson's in the bushes, boys
Tryin' to get away
Jim had borrowed Sam's good gold
And didn't want to pay
The only shot he saw
Was to give poor Sam away
He sold out Sam and Barnes
And left their friends to mourn
Oh what a scorchin' Jim will get
When Gabriel blows his horn
Yes, he sold out Sam and Barnes
And left their friends to mourn
Oh what a scorchin' Jim will get
When Gabriel blows his horn
Perhaps he's got to heaven
There's none of us can say
But if I'm right in my surmise
He's gone the other way