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Rex Marksley...
Finest marksmen...
In the west!
Rex Marksley...
When it came to gun slingin'...
He was the best.
Rex Marksley at a younger age shot holes in cans without a' missin'
Sadly they were in the pantery so beans painted the whole darn kitchen.
His parents then let him shoot the empty cans out on the fence
But Rex trick-shot out all the nails throughtout their fence
All their cows went!
His father cried; Rex Marksely...
Finest marksmen...
In the west!
Rex Marksley...
When it came to gun slingin'...
He was the best.
Rex Marksley was a tinkerer and engineer extrodinar!
He made quick reloading gadgets so he could fire with banash and flair!
He became a gun for hire and a hero wherever he roamed
He disarmed 40 bandits one time with 2 gun shots all on his own!
Rex Marksley...
Finest marksmen...
In the west!
Rex Marksley...
When it came to gun slingin'
He was the best.
He had heart and a rightous stand!
And they tell of his stories across the land!
He jammed the guns that fired his way!
By shooting bullets into their barrels they say!
He shot lightning from his hands with a miraculous invention!
And zapped that evil demon train back to its own dimension!
That giant copper ore golem...
Oh it was a fright!!
'Till Rex projectiled pickaxes with dynamite!
He fought the corrupt rattlesnake king- (inaudable)
And Rex tought all the jackalopes to yodle in harmony
Here we go now!
(Yodling)
Rex Marksley rode across the west bringing justice to the land
He tamed enormous vultures- (inaudable)
All the woman blushed and fainted when Rex winked his eye.
And the bad guys always fell to their demise!
The man was a legend and a hero through and through
And Rex was a friend to the battered and the brew...
He had seen a lot of wondermans in his glory day.
And he died an old man on the prarie they say.
Rex Marksley
Finest marksmen
In the west
Rex Marksley
When it came to gun slingin'
He was the best...
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