Kit Carson said to the President
"You've made your offer sweet
I'll accept this task you've set for me
My fall's not yet complete"
Kit Carson knew he had a job to do
Like other jobs he had before
He'd made the grade
He learned to trade in famine, pestilence, and war
Kit Carson was a hero to some
With his poison and his flame
But somewhere there's a restless ghost
That used to bear his name