I got it! Pieced together from several "snippets" at Google Books. (See the link above.)



THE FAMILY TREE
(George Mitchell)

My dad was a famous two-gun man.
I'm sure you remember his name:
As Loose-Trigger Pete,
He could shoot awful neat
When a piker nosed in on his game.

A rustler he was by perfeshion,
Till one of his pals spilled his dope,
An' Dad paid his fine
From the branch of a pine
At the end of a hundred foot rope.

His father before him was clever
In his little amachure way;
Cards was his style,
An' he laid by a pile
As a dealer in ol' Santa Fe.

But he shuffled 'em jes once too often:
They caught him one night with th' goods;
An' although he was hung,
We are proud that he swung
From the prettiest pine in the woods.

An' so if I say it as shouldn't,
I come from a famous ol' line;
So you'll understand
Why this mornin' I stand
At the foot of a wide-spreadin' pine.

They got me fer stoppin' th' mail coach;
Yes, jes' once too often for me,
But dad and his dad
When they see, will be glad
That I swing from the family tree.