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roger welsch - cole younger lyrics

i’m one of a band of highwaymen
cole younger is my name
my crimes and depredations have brought my friends to shame
the robbing of the northfield bank
something i can’t deny
for now i am a prisoner in the stillwater jail, i lie

it’s of a bold high robbery
this story to you i tell
of a california miner who unto us befell
we robbed him of his money
and bid him go his way
for which i will be sorry until my dying day

and then we started homework when brother bob did say:
“now cole will bypass horses and on them ride away
we’ll ride to avengе our fathers death
and try to win the prizе
we’ll fight those anti+guérillas
until the day we die.”

and then we rode t’ward texas, that good old lone star state
but on nebraska’s prairies, the james boys we did meet
with knives guns and revolvers
we all sat down to play
a drinkin’ of good whiskey
to pass the time away
a union pacific railroad train
the next we did surprise
and the crimes done by our bl++dy hands bring tears into my eyes
the engineer and fireman k!lled, the conductor escaped alive
and now their bones lie mouldering
beneath nebraska’s skies

i saddled up our horses
northwestward we did go
to that godforsaken country
called minnie+so+tee+oh
i had my eye on the northfield bank, when brother bob did say:
“now cole if you undertake this job you will surely rue the day.”

but i stationed up my pickets
and up to the bank did go
but there upon the counter
i struck my fatal blow
“just hand us over your money, and make no further delay
we are the famous younger brothers, we spare no time to pray!”

- roger welsch lyrics

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