From soldier to miner to bar keep slinging lead
Quick temper, quick trigger, though few ended dead
He drank away fame
Which altered his aim
He even missed a kill at point-blank to the head
Reddy McCann was the man, or so the story goes
The man was disfigured, lost part of his nose
The two had fought early
McCann came back more surly
Yet Stinson chose bullets over more manly blows
The alcohol habit did Joe Stinson in
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey -- no beer and no gin
A drink at all cost
Til everything lost
He died in a "home" piss-poor in his sin
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