A tall handsome stranger rode into town   With fire in his eyes burning red as sundown   His boots were all dusty, his coat open wide   Six ways of dying hung low on his side      He went in the town hall asking for me   They told him that I was still town deputy   I sent him to prison to pay for his crime   He killed a guard on the Sante Fe line      He spread word around town that my time had come   My notch was already carved on his gun   He's laughing and braggin and having his fun   It's all a show for he knows I won't run      That night in silence the town was asleep   I sat by my window and looked down the street   I wished in my heart that he would just ride away   I hated to face him next sunup that day      I met him at sunup, the crowd gathered round   Waitin and watching for one to go down   He grabbed for his six gun, tryin his best   He cursed as my bullet went deep in his chest      He stood there a moment and looked all around   Slowly and lifeless he fell to the ground   The stranger's my brother, born an outlaw   He must have forgotton I taught him to draw      The whole town was waiting and I was alone   The blood that I spilled was just like my own   When she hears this story, how Mother will cry   Brother 'gainst brother and one had to die      To die   To die