Two more hours 'til dawn
If they should come in the morning
I'll have both guns drawn
I looked down the canyon
I can see their fires
All of my companions
Captured or expired
And if I should fail
On this fearful trail
Surrounded and alone and still pursued
If I don't prevail
If you get this mail
Know the last thing that
I think of will be you
I've seen storms erasing
Every dream I knew
But this danger I'm facing
Is the worst I've gone through
Your picture before me
Laying on a stone
The one where you're smiling
Holding one red rose
And if I should fail
On this fearful trail
Surrounded and alone and still pursued
If I don't prevail
If you get this mail
Know the last thing that
I think of will be you
If they come with the rising sun
I will know by the hush of the birds
And the snapping of the twigs
As they move in
Got a canteen full of rum
If the worst occurs
I will drink it dry
Before the end begins