The song, which I learned from John B. and still sing, has the ungainly title of "The Ballad of the Legend of Thirsty Joe's Revenge". I just call it "The Ghost of Thirsty Joe" when I sing it. It was written by Pat Clinton who, alas, now works in journalism rather than music. Journalism's gain. Songwriting's loss.

"I was sleeping by the fire,
On the plains of Idaho,
When I woke up with a start
And saw the ghost of Thirsty Joe,
Still bleeding where John Hannah's bullet,
Caught him in the chest.
He begged for me to get revenge,
And let him take his rest."

I'm hoping to be able to track down Pat Clinton so that I can record it. This is a great song and deserves to be heard.

Stephen Lee