Tom Riley's an outlaw who knew when to quit
It began when he shot Sheriff Tim Smith then split
From Carson to Dayton
With a new posse waitin'
Cuz' Asa Kenyon spotted the fleeing nit-wit
He mounted a horse and started to ride
While the non-posse townfolk found places to hide
They shouted and pointed
Their thoughts were disjointed
They wanted to see Riley shackled and fried
Bullets were whizzing passed ears on the run
Riley dropped H.A. Comins with a shot from his gun
But with ammo now low
He chose how to go
He blew his own brains out, so the posse still won
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