O'Holeran and Thompson sold whiskey to the Chickasaw
For gold dust and pelts and a romp with a squaw
Then Thompson did kill
And throw down a well
His partner for saying he wanted it all
Now Thompson was jailed on account of the grudge
And given his turn before the Hanging Judge
He told all his lies
Then said his good-byes
Til the noose round his neck left a thick bloody smudge
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