In the country the barbed wires
Where´s Jimmy headline, where´s Jimmy gone
Blooming instead of prairie flowers
Why´s Jimmy left, why´s Jimmy gone

His forty-four his boots and saddle
Wait six feets under, ahahah
In a narrow grave six by three
Poor Jimmy rests, poor Jimmy´s dead

Riding across desert lands
Poor jimmy someday met his fate
Shot somewhere in Texas sands
Now Jimmy it´s Jimmy late

Throughout the West his name was known
Jimmy dead was brought home, ahahah
Dead or alive the reward was high
Didn´t get the rope no no no

Wherever someone would fence a land
Jimmy would stand a gun in his hand
Never the prairie will belong to man

But the law said it will and Jimmy will be hanged

Long long ago a boy named Jimmy
Gave away his life for the sake of liberty
The fight is lost just look around
His bones are rust Jimmy´s dead and gone