Karaoké Ringo Lorne Greene

They lie in boot hills all through the west

The outlaws

The gunslingers

The Billy the Kidds and worse

Say a fella like the coward that shot Bill Hickok in the back

There's always one like that in every time of history

Most of them were varmints

But every once in a while

In one of them

There may have lived a man

He lay face down in the desert sand

Clutching his six-gun in his hand

Shot from behind

I thought he was dead

For under his heart was an ounce of lead

But a spark still burned so I used my knife

And late that night

I saved the life of Ringo

I nursed him till the danger passed

The days went by

He mended fast

And then from dawn 'till setting sun

He practiced with that deadly gun

And hour on hour

I watched in awe

No human being could match the draw of Ringo

One day we rode the mountain crest

And I went east and he went west

I took to law and wore a star

While he spread terror near and far

With lead and blood

He gained such fame

All through the West

They feared the name of Ringo

I knew someday

I'd face the test

Which one of us would be the best

And sure enough the word came down

That he was holed up in the town

I left the posse out in the street

And I went in alone to meet Ringo

They said my speed was next to none

But my lightning draw had just begun

When I heard a blast that stung my wrist

The gun went flying from my fist

And I was looking down the bore

Of the deadly fourty four of Ringo

They say that was the only time

That anyone had seen him smile

He slowly lowered his gun and then

He said to me

We're even, friend

And so at last

I understood

That there was still a spark of good in Ringo

I blocked the path of his retreat

He turned and stepped into the street

A dozen guns spit fire and lead

A moment later he lay dead

The town began to shout and cheer

Nowhere was there shed a tear for Ringo

The story spread throughout the land

That I had beaten

Ringo's hand

And it was just the years, they say

That made me put my guns away

But on his grave they can't explain

The tarnished star above the name

Of Ringo