Got him in the back of the head
They say he travels in the night
Goin', goin' with Jane Bowen
Then Sheriff Selman's boy
You know he can skin his gun
'Cause Hardin wouldn't run
Up against the wrong man
Up against the top hand
Lawyer reads the sign
All he's had in quite a long long time
Wes Hardin is his name
John Selman came with a blazin' gun
By candlelight in Hardin's favorite bar
Till her heart broke and she died
And John Selman demands
Wes Hardin chug a luggin' red eye
You could see every night
You won't find him there for business
Fifteen years she waited
He rode in like a Texas wind
And let him deal, and bid
Broke in to Wes's woman's place
He won't say how many tried and died
And if you ever saw Wes Hardin draw
Or walk around a fight
For all the wrong he did
Off he went to Huntsville prison
First free air they let him breathe
Headed for the goose hair
Whipped him kicked him in the face
Every day at nine
Right through the swinging doors
And she left that bad land
Near the border in El Paso
John Wesley Hardin fell dead
For business is real bad one client's
Up she jumped and pistol
For he might have to kill
Free at last the payin' past
Took the East bound train
Revenge for this disgrace
Since he was a kid
To wait up in the sky
Till the lawmen caught up
So let him come and let him go
And very late they'd leave there
She'd be hanging on his arm
I'll be back again
"So long Janie", he cried
So long Janie chin up
Glad it wasn't far
