A tall handsome stranger rode into town

With fire in his eyes burning red as sundown

His boots were all dusty, his coat open wide

Six ways of dying hung low on his side



He went in the town hall asking for me

They told him that I was still town deputy

I sent him to prison to pay for his crime

He killed a guard on the Sante Fe line



He spread word around town that my time had come

My notch was already carved on his gun

He's laughing and braggin and having his fun

It's all a show for he knows I won't run



That night in silence the town was asleep

I sat by my window and looked down the street

I wished in my heart that he would just ride away

I hated to face him next sunup that day



I met him at sunup, the crowd gathered round

Waitin and watching for one to go down

He grabbed for his six gun, tryin his best

He cursed as my bullet went deep in his chest



He stood there a moment and looked all around

Slowly and lifeless he fell to the ground

The stranger's my brother, born an outlaw

He must have forgotton I taught him to draw



The whole town was waiting and I was alone

The blood that I spilled was just like my own

When she hears this story, how Mother will cry

Brother 'gainst brother and one had to die



To die

To die