Arkansas Dave - George Strait

He rode up on a winter day

Steam rising off a streak faced bay

Said, you probably know my name

If you don’t it’s Arkansas Dave

He talked of fifteen years ago

And how he got the bay he rode

Said, he killed a man in Ohio

First man he killed, first horse he stole

It was a long road for Arkansas Dave

He shot and left him where he lay

Said, he’d never forget that winter day

He rode off on a streak faced bay

I stood up and I shook his hand

Told no one that I knew this man

Started thinking of a plan

'Bout how I’d deal him his last hand

Didn’t take him long to come unwound

He jumped up and gunned two men down

Ran outside to leave the town

But ol' bay was nowhere to be found

I hid out with my 44

And when he walked back through the door

I shot till I could shoot no more

And Dave Rudabaugh fell to the floor

It was the end of the road for Arkansas Dave

I shot and left him where he lay

I’ll never forget that winter day

I rode off on the streak faced bay

No, I’ll never forget that winter day

I rode home on daddy’s streak faced bay