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        Nobody knew where he came from
    They only knew he came in
    Slowly he walked to the end of the bar
    And he ordered up one slug of gin
    I could see that he wasn't a large man
    I could tell that he wasn't too tall
    I judged him to be 'bout 5 foot 3
    And his voice was a soft Texas drawl
    Said he was needin' some wages
    'Fore he could ride for the west
    Said he could do most all kind of work
    Said he could ride with the best
    There in his blue eyes was sadness
    That comes from the need of a friend
    And though he tried he still couldn't hide
    The loneliness there deep within
    Said he would work through the winter
    For 30 a month and his board
    I started to say where he might land a job
    When a fella came in through the door
    And I could tell he was lookin' for trouble
    By the way that he came stompin' in
    He told me to leave Shorty there by himself
    And come down and wait on a man
    The eyes of the little man narrowed
    The smile disappeared from his face
    Gone was the friendliness that I had seen
    And a wild look of hate took its place
    But the big one continued to mock him
    And he told me that I'd better go
    Find him a couple of glasses of milk
    And then maybe Shorty would grow
    When the little man spoke there was stillness
    He made sure that everyone heard
    Slowly he stepped away from the bar
    And I still remember these words
    "Oh it's plain that you're lookin' for trouble.
    Trouble's what I try to shun.
    If that's what you want, then that's what you'll get,
    'Cause Cowboy we're both packin' guns."
    His hand was already positioned
    His feet wide apart on the floor
    I hadn't noticed but there on his hip
    Was a short-barreled Bass .44
    It was plain he was ready and waitin'
    He leaned a bit forward and said
    "When you call me Shorty, say Mister, my friend.
    Maybe you'd rather be dead."
    In the room was a terrible silence
    As the big one stepped out on the floor
    All drinkin' stopped and the tick of the clock
    Said death would wait ten seconds more
    He cursed once or twice in a whisper
    And he said with a snarl on his lips
    "Nobody's mister to me little man."
    And he grabbed for the gun on his hip
    But the little man was like lightening
    The Bass .44 was the same
    .44 spoke and it sent lead and smoke
    17 inches of flame
    Oh the big one had never cleared leather
    Beaten before he could start
    A little round hole appeared on his shirt
    The bullet went clear through his heart
    The little man stood there a moment
    Then holstered the Bass .44
    "It's always this way, so I never stay."
    Slowly he walked out the door
    Nobody knew where he came from
    They won't forget he came by
    They won't forget how a .44 gun
    One night made the difference in size
    As for me I'll remember the sadness
    Shown in the eyes of the man
    "If we meet someday, you can bet I will say,
    'It's me, Mister Shorty, your friend."
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