The Kansas sun hits my back, for fifteen years I served this

Town as its law enforcement man

You know I’d, lock ‘em up or I’d shoot ‘em down

And as for ’ol McKinneys’ boys well that's the best I could’ve done

You know they held this town down and starved it to the bone

But since the day I rode up in here you’d be proud to call it home

‘Cause I’m the law, I got six appeals in each nickel plated round

Watch ‘em fall from the guns of this law enforcement man

My time has passed, so now I’m moving on, gonna head back down

To Carolina and build myself that home

Gonna, head back home, brother settle down, and try my luck with

Ginger Mae on that Carolina ground

But the wire came in, McKinneys’ posse free, and you can bet your

Bottom dollar they’ll be gunning after me

‘Cause I’m the law, I got six appeals in each nickel plated round

Watch ‘em fall from the guns of this law enforcement man

You know they passed down that old pardon, and went and sent

All McKinneys’ posse free, now they’re gunning to get after me

Hell their aint much a soul can do with two rusted pistols at the age of 43

The 12:05 train is coming for me,

First I’ll try to take down ‘ol George and settle up with Jarvis Magee

Then I’ll lead the rest behind Five-Points barn,

And try my luck with all of them under a burning Kansas sun

You know I needed help to make a final stand,

But this whole town spat back at me said get the hell out while you can

‘Cause I’m the law, I got six appeals in each nickel plated round

The rise and fall of this lonely law abiding man

I’m the law, got six appeals in each nickel plated round

© DeSoto Rust 2009