In the town of Troy, the story starts,
A restless soul who would take part
In the legends of the wild west
For Wild Bill's name lives on with the best.
With piercing eyes and a steady trigger,
A lawman and gold field digger.
From hunter's trails to saloon-lit nights,
He walked the line of wrongs and rights.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
As a scout and spy, his fame began,
A Union hero, a steadfast man.
But the West was wild, its borders wide,
And Bill was drawn to the lawless side.
As a marshal, he wore the star,
Bringing order to chaos near and far.
With rifle in hand and nerves of steel,
He tamed the streets with an outlaw's zeal.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
He rode the plains with cattle in tow,
A rustler's life in the sun's fierce glow.
But the stage called loud, with lights so bright,
A showman's charm brought tales to light.
As an actor, he played his part,
With cowboy grit and the fame he sought.
From the herd to the stage, his name grew,
A man of many lives, through and through.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
A gambler's hand, a soldier's pride,
A gunman's aim, and a wanderer's stride.
Yet shadows grew in his final days,
The cards he held hid life's decay.
In Deadwood's streets, where fortunes turned,
The hand of fate was cruelly earned.
Aces and eights, the Dead Man's hand,
Marked the fall of a frontier man.
But legends rise where men may fall,
And Bill's remains the greatest of all.
A fighter, an actor, a man of the West,
Wild Bill's name will outlive the rest.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
So tip your hat to the man of lore,
Who faced the wild and asked for more.
Wild Bill Hickok, forever renowned,
A five card stud, where myths abound.
In Deadwood's stage!
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
So tip your hat to the man of lore,
Who faced the wild and asked for more.
Wild Bill Hickok, forever renowned,
A five card stud, where myths abound.
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In the town of Troy, the story starts,
A restless soul who would take part
In the legends of the wild west
For Wild Bill's name lives on with the best.
With piercing eyes and a steady trigger,
A lawman and gold field digger.
From hunter's trails to saloon-lit nights,
He walked the line of wrongs and rights.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
As a scout and spy, his fame began,
A Union hero, a steadfast man.
But the West was wild, its borders wide,
And Bill was drawn to the lawless side.
As a marshal, he wore the star,
Bringing order to chaos near and far.
With rifle in hand and nerves of steel,
He tamed the streets with an outlaw's zeal.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
He rode the plains with cattle in tow,
A rustler's life in the sun's fierce glow.
But the stage called loud, with lights so bright,
A showman's charm brought tales to light.
As an actor, he played his part,
With cowboy grit and the fame he sought.
From the herd to the stage, his name grew,
A man of many lives, through and through.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
A gambler's hand, a soldier's pride,
A gunman's aim, and a wanderer's stride.
Yet shadows grew in his final days,
The cards he held hid life's decay.
In Deadwood's streets, where fortunes turned,
The hand of fate was cruelly earned.
Aces and eights, the Dead Man's hand,
Marked the fall of a frontier man.
But legends rise where men may fall,
And Bill's remains the greatest of all.
A fighter, an actor, a man of the West,
Wild Bill's name will outlive the rest.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
So tip your hat to the man of lore,
Who faced the wild and asked for more.
Wild Bill Hickok, forever renowned,
A five card stud, where myths abound.
In Deadwood's stage!
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
So tip your hat to the man of lore,
Who faced the wild and asked for more.
Wild Bill Hickok, forever renowned,
A five card stud, where myths abound.
A restless soul who would take part
In the legends of the wild west
For Wild Bill's name lives on with the best.
With piercing eyes and a steady trigger,
A lawman and gold field digger.
From hunter's trails to saloon-lit nights,
He walked the line of wrongs and rights.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
As a scout and spy, his fame began,
A Union hero, a steadfast man.
But the West was wild, its borders wide,
And Bill was drawn to the lawless side.
As a marshal, he wore the star,
Bringing order to chaos near and far.
With rifle in hand and nerves of steel,
He tamed the streets with an outlaw's zeal.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
He rode the plains with cattle in tow,
A rustler's life in the sun's fierce glow.
But the stage called loud, with lights so bright,
A showman's charm brought tales to light.
As an actor, he played his part,
With cowboy grit and the fame he sought.
From the herd to the stage, his name grew,
A man of many lives, through and through.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
A gambler's hand, a soldier's pride,
A gunman's aim, and a wanderer's stride.
Yet shadows grew in his final days,
The cards he held hid life's decay.
In Deadwood's streets, where fortunes turned,
The hand of fate was cruelly earned.
Aces and eights, the Dead Man's hand,
Marked the fall of a frontier man.
But legends rise where men may fall,
And Bill's remains the greatest of all.
A fighter, an actor, a man of the West,
Wild Bill's name will outlive the rest.
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
So tip your hat to the man of lore,
Who faced the wild and asked for more.
Wild Bill Hickok, forever renowned,
A five card stud, where myths abound.
In Deadwood's stage!
Wild Bill Hickok, Sheriff of the west
A solider with lawman's star on his chest
From the plains of Kansas to Deadwood's stage,
A living legend in every age.
So tip your hat to the man of lore,
Who faced the wild and asked for more.
Wild Bill Hickok, forever renowned,
A five card stud, where myths abound.
Writer: Benjamin Sturge
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC