Aug 2018
Old Number Ten Saloon – where Bill was shot
Sitting in this old chair – or maybe not
‘Cause down the street there is another bar
Where poor Bill died; that’s two beer joints so far
And yet a third, here in South Dakota
Right over there, behind that Toyota
Another of those authentic places
Where Wild Bill died over his eights and aces
Everyone has a different tale to tell
And so
We’re not real sure where Wild Bill Hickok fell
Sitting in this old chair – or maybe not
‘Cause down the street there is another bar
Where poor Bill died; that’s two beer joints so far
And yet a third, here in South Dakota
Right over there, behind that Toyota
Another of those authentic places
Where Wild Bill died over his eights and aces
Everyone has a different tale to tell
And so
We’re not real sure where Wild Bill Hickok fell
Deadwood, South Dakota is a beautiful little town down in a gulch and featuring both kitsch and solid historical attractions, a pedestrian-friendly main street with lots of shops, cafes, B & Bs, new hotels, and, yes, several saloons claiming that Wild Bill Hickok Was Shot Here.
Written by
Lawrence Hall
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