Jim Murphy

My name is Jim Murphy, won't you buy me a whiskey for I've
 a sad story to tell
 About a young man who delivered his companions straight to those fiery gates of
 Hell Just to save himself from a prison cell
 I first met Sam Bass way up in Denton County and at the age of twenty-five
 He had more gold than the price of his bounty and I was struggling to survive
 So I hired on to ride
 The first job that we pulled was at the Allen station, next job we pulled was in Mesquite
 But the money that I made didn't meet my expectations so I decided I'd leave
 I didn't know my past would follow me
 I was sound asleep at my daddy's in Decatur when those rangers busted in
 They put us both in chains and they hauled us off to Tyler, and when that district court commenced
 No one came to speak in our defense
 After six months in prison I asked to see Judge Evans, I told the judge about my plan
 He agreed to set me free and reduce my daddy's sentence if I could lead the rangers to their man
 They were desperate to catch my old friend, Sam
 It was the middle of July when we road into Round Rock, Sam Bass, two others and me
 I hitched my horse over at the blacksmith shop as they continued up the street
 Unaware of the fate that they would meet
 The sheriff saw the three men as they entered the county store, he decided to inquire
 He caught three bullets in the chest, and before his body hit the floor, those three men were back outside
 And that's when those rangers opened fire
 The first round of bullets knocked old Barnes off his feet, Sam somehow made it to his horse
 Then he and Frank Jackson rode right past me, and Sam looked just like a corpse And I hung my head in remorse
 My name is Jim Murphy, won't you buy me a whiskey, and I'll tell you how this story ends
 And if it's not too much trouble won't you make it a double, 'cause whiskey is the only friend
 To a man with blood on his hands
 Now the rangers caught Sam Bass and he died in their custody in a Round Rock jail cell
 And just before he died the rangers all heard him say, 'Jim Murphy, take good care of yourself'.
 And we'll settle this score way down in Hell'