To drift or fade away, Were Jimmy Tate at Sidney,

And" Kimball Billy Day. He's put in Boot Hill Graveyard,

With boots on, as he died, W7hen Jimmy quit the Lodgepole

And hit the Great Divide.

And then to take the High Roau

Was our old Captain Jenks ; He went with the Rough Riders

When shuffling off the kinks. Then Chris Streeks of a sudden

Snuffed out the light, and died -- He swung into the saddle

For the Long and Lonely Ride.

Old Baldy Kelly hit The Road

From Little Moon lakeshore, For Iron Leg Bill was spittin' fire

From out the cabin door. Now. Baldy 's way of queerin' Bill

Was coarse, as coarse could be. He ought a hung with old Tom Horn

Or swung with Earl McFee.

O'Hallern with his boots on

Done quit the Seven-U : And Charley Moore, of Wellsville,

Said he'd go Trailin', too. They left the old sod shanty

At the north end of the bridge, And the last was seen of either.

He was trailin' o'er The Ridge.

The Maycock brothers, John and Joe,

Each passed along The Way. John dropped in from the sagebrush,

And Joe from Canada. And boys, a waitin', millin' 'round.

For calls to come up higher. Saw Colonel Pratt fade up The Trail

A settin' her afire.

Then from the Runnin' Water

Went the Earnests -- Jim and Wilse, And from the Mitchell valley

Went a ridin' John R. Stilts, Peg Wiggins went from Torrington,