I remember hearing about the 142nd fastest gun in the West - but his name was Herbie, I believe. Here's what I remember: (The James gang was coming on the morning train) The townsfolk said, "We need your gun." When the train arrived at the crack of dawn Herbie's gun was there, but Herbie was gone Herbie Big fat Herbie Big help Herbie The 142nd fastest gun in the West Now Herbie finally got shot down It happened out at the edge town He was twirling his gun outisde the Frontier Deli And butterfingers Herbie shot himself in the belly Herbie Big fat Herbie Big dumdum Herbie Big dumdum dead Herbie The 142nd fastest gun in the West
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