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