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As I was out walking
The streets of Four Corners
I spied a young lawman
All shot full of leadThe townfolk were watching
From the safety of windows
Watching two brave women
Approach him with dreadThe boy's gravely injured
Five wounds I have counted
He cannot be long for
This world, it would seemI sighed as I entered
The Saloon for a whiskey
Another young lawmen
Lost to his brave dreamsBut come the next morning
I heard with amazement
The feisty young Sheriff
Had clung to his lifeFriends he had plenty
To shore up his spirit
One friend a healer
Adept with a knife.I thought to stay handy
To see what the outcome
If justice would win out
Or just fade awayNot long did I linger
Before resolution
The Sheriff's attacker
Reentered the frayThe boy was unguarded
His friends were out hunting
For the wild desperado
Who now faced him down.With sickbed abandoned
The boy bravely answered
But this time his gunplay
Would bring him renownAshen-faced from the pain
The call he did answer
To face down his demon
Or face his defeatHis hands fast as lightening
He jerked out his pistols
The villian before him
Collapsed in the streetThe battle now over
I walked up beside him
I wanted the name of
A youngster so boldSo I met J.D. Dunne
On the streets of Four Corners
And in dime-novel pages
His exploits I've told.