The Mason Gang

Before we met the Mason gang

This little town was safe and sound

They come to steal our whiskey and women

And leave our men laying on the ground

And they shot out every light

That was hanging on Old Wreck street

And I swear upon my life

I'll take them down for the devil to meet

Then one night I heard some screaming

It was coming from next door

I ran out of the house with my heart in my mouth

And in my hand my fourty-four

I was pistol-whipped and I dropped to my knee's

And they held me so I couldn't stray

They dragged out my wife and before my eyes

With her they had their way

And I wont rest easy or unlock my doors

Even in my hometown

Till every last man in the Mason gang

Is laying underground

That night I saddled up my horse

And called on every man all over this land

To meet in the center of Darby Town

For I had myself a plan

The next night when the Mason's rode to town

There was trouble hanging over their head's

Fifty men upon a rooftop opened fire

Till every last one was dead

So rest easy and unlock you doors

Good people of Darby Town

For every last man in the Mason Gang

Is laying underground

There's twenty-one crosses on the edge of town

Where the Mason gang does lay

And whenever I hear my wife crying

I ride out and spit on every grave