John Wesley Harding
Was a friend to the poor,
He trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand
All along this countryside,
He opened a many a door,
But he was never known
To hurt a honest man
'Twas down in Chaynee County,
A time they talk about,
With his lady by his side
He took a stand
And soon the situation there
Was all but straightened out,
For he was always known
To lend a helping hand
All across the telegraph
His name it did resound,
But no charge held against him
Could they prove
And there was no man around
Who could track or chain him down,
He was never known
To make a foolish move