The Ballad Of Jed Dusst (with apologies to Billy Joel)
From a town known as Howardsville, West Virginia
Rode a man with a six-gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime
Made him a legend in his time
East and west of the Rio Grande
Well, he never traveled heavy
With his brothers he always rode
And he soon put many other guns to shame
And he never had a sweetheart
And he never had an abode
But the cowboy and the rancher knew his name
Well, he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma
And the law just could not seem to track him down
And it served his legend well
For the folks, they'd love to tell
'Bout when Jed Dusst came to town
Well, he never traveled heavy
With his brothers he always rode
And he soon put many other guns to shame
And he never had a sweetheart
But he finally found an abode
Underneath the boothill grave that bears his name