No response Q to my corrections on your Bigfoot Wallace mistakes. Oh, well here is another great song about a Texas Ranger. It's called Sundown and was written by Bobby Sykes. Marty Robbins sang Sundown in his distinctive and haunting way, but it reads well too. Enjoy.

SUNDOWN


Bill Thaxton was an ex-ranger,
One of the bravest by far.
It's said that old Bill was the fastest man ever,
To pin on a ranger star.

Stories about him were legends,
Bill was the best of the bold.
Bad men all feared him way back in his day,
But he was now growing old.

Into Bill's town rode an outlaw,
He wore his gun low and tied down.
He reigned in his horse and announced to the crowd,
"If you speak to me call me Sundown".

His clothes were all dark and fancy,
And topped by a black leather vest.
Somebody asked how he came by his name,
And if he was one of the best.

The eyes of the tall stranger narrowed,
He grinned like the devil possessed.
"I never fight till the sun's going down,
And my back is facing the West.

Said he wouldn't be with us tomorrow,
He only rode in for one thing.
He only stopped by to make Bill Thaxton die,
So he could add to his fame.

"Go give Bill Thaxton a message,
And tell him a killer's in town,
Tell him we'll meet at the end of the street,
Just as the sun's going down".

Somebody said it had been years,
Since old Bill had toted a gun.
Sundown replied that wasn't his hide,
Killing old Bill would be fun.

The old ranger sent back his answer,
"Tell him I'm on my way,
I've never ran and I'll meet this young man,
At any time of the day".

Bill got there just about sunset,
It still hung like fire in the sky.
In just a few moments out there in the street,
Old Bill or the outlaw would die.

Slowly Bill slid from the saddle,
And started to make his advance.
The sun hit the old ranger square in the eyes,
The shadows had started to dance.

Bill started talking to Sundown,
Judging his distance that way,
Their stride was the same and at just thirty feet,
Both of the men made their play.

Bill's gun slipped leather like lightning,
His forty-four spoke with a whine.
The sun didn't bother Bill Thaxton at all,
Because the old ranger was blind.

Six shots delivered their message,
The ranger had emptied his gun.
Bill gave a sigh when when there was no reply,
He knew once more he had won.

The old ranger lowered his six gun,
He just stood there staring ahead.
Watching you'd think that old Bill didn't know,
In front of him Sundown was dead.

Bill has been gone for a long time,
But old timers still can recall.
The day the old ranger stood up to the test,
And proved he was best of them all.