Guthrie Hank Thompson

I was on my way
From Dodge that day
I was going home again
My Indian bride
Was by my side
When I rode in
To Guthrie

Big Jim Brady ran the town
The saloon and the gambling hall
The general store
And several more
Ae ran them all
In Guthrie

With the horses tied
I went inside
And was buying fresh supplies
Outside the door
I heard a rifle roar
To my surprise
In Guthrie

I rushed outside
And my wife cried
Jim Brady's been around
He was like a fiend
Both drunk and mean
So I shot him down
In Guthrie