Encore

Encore, they cried

Beer glasses sloshing

The salad bar was busy

The patrons all noshing

3Gun's guitar struck

A powerful chord

And the crowd all fell silent

To hear every word

His song was a saga

Of the Gulch early days

Of Indians and cowboys

And card games for days

It told of the gunfights

And villains galore

How a persistent few

Set out to restore

The town it once was

And would be, evermore

The audience exploded

3Gun took a bow

They showed him a contract

To which he said

"And how!"