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Our Members!
If you think he's done and you're feeling
awesome,
Remember he's just playing Ol' Possum
He's dead serious, He ain't no faker,
Drummin' up his own business, the Undertaker
Many have tried and failed to take her,
Fast on the draw, the C21 Peacemaker
Don't look now, but He's got you made,
you'd better watch out for Jonny Blade
Look at him straight and call him Mister,
Sharp as a card, the California Drifter
Be aware She's out to beat ya'
The little Latin gal, we call Bandida
4 ounces of lead don't make you thinner,
Comin' straight at ya', from Big John Skinner
She might look cute, but that ain't no halo,
The little whirlwind, called Tennessee Tornado
Insult her cooking, She'll feed you lead,
Don't joke in the kitchen of Comanche Red
Ever so sneaky, She'll set out the bait,
Don't cross those sights of Wicked Kate
It'll put you in a world of trauma,
Drawing against the Missouri Mama
Think about it, cause you hadn't rather,
Go up against her, when She's Slappin' Leather
He's a big jolly fellow, who's quick on the hoof,
But don't mess around with Curly Wolf
He's a little old and sometimes jerky,
But you'll get shot straight from the Wild Turkey

It makes you wonder sometimes canna,
Shooter have a chance, against Hold 'em Hanna |
Loose and sharp as nails in a keg
That’s the shootin’ style of ol’ Hog Leg
Wearing a badge, is why we endorse her,
Spreadin’ law and order, the Enforcer
Drink no whiskey, Drink no rum,
You’ll need all your wits, against Lefty Lipscomb
She’ll tell you right now, just where you are
Keepin’ the time, our Silvery Star
She’s calmed down, a little lately,
The excited one, Loose Cannon Katie
Shootin’ again like She once did,
Back on the range, the Cardoza Kid
Smilin’ wide with teeth a Knarlin,
You better watch out for Blue Eyed Darlin’
With her new hat and new gun, she sure is quick,
Leather and lace, She’s called Lipstick
Some say his blood's frio, Some say caliente'
He's the Pistolero known as El Agente'
A history poet, A Cowboy Way Teacher,
Totin' a Gun, Called simply The Preacher
Small in stature, A tiny mamma jamma,
But don't ever face down, Our little Alabama
Make way for this shooter, Ridin’ into camp,
Lookin’ for a gunfight, He’s the Trail Tramp

Our Honorary Members!
Ready to take on any out-of-towner
Is the fast drawn gun of the Ol’ Sundowner
A little sneaky like an old coyote,
Lightnin’ fast is our friend called Tawodi
He’s a sharp dressed man, Who’ll leave you in awe,
Real slick on the trigger, He’s the Omaha Outlaw
When you need a back-up, He’s real handy,
A real friendly sort of guy, Known as Papa Grande’
If you ask, He’ll tell you, What you need to know,
For bein’ fast and accurate is the man, Jimmie O

A straight shooter, He’s a real trooper,
Always on the level, Known as Marshal Cooper
His six gun blazin, With a fiery echo,
He’s a devil with a gun, He’s El Diablo
Sittin’ tall in the saddle, Doin’ all that he can,
All for his woman, Cause he’s Lefty’s Man
Not much about her, Is known I suppose
A shooter of mystery, Known as Tijuana Rose
He’ll relax you a joke, That’s a real knee thumper,
A shooter of humor, The Mississippi Stump Jumper
When it comes to shootin’, He’s a booster,
The son of ol’ Hogleg, Known as Rooster
With the loss of a limb, she still doesn’t stress,
The shooter better known, as Poca-Handless
Not sure where he hales from, He’s a friend to us
He knows no boundaries, Our own Dakota Kansas
