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The Bandit Bold

(by Bob Nolan)

 

Pale moon shines as he upward climbs.

The shining prairie nite is silent white and dry

All is still but the song of a bandit bold

With his hat pulled down he’ll ride

Brave men run from his shiny gun and hide

And fair maids yearn for the bandit bold.

With a carefree tune all nite to the moon

Till the rays of the sun arrive

His heart keeps beat to the mustang feet

Of the fastest horse alive.

Then far away at the break of day he’s gone

No one knows just where he goes at dawn

But nite will bring the return of the bandit bold.

 

 

 

   

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For permission to record Bob Nolan's lyrics, contact: The Songwriter’s Guild of America