He rode up on a winter day
Steam rising off a street-faced bay
He said, you probably know my name
If you don't, it's Arkansas Day
He talked of fifteen years ago
And how he got the bay he rode
Said he killed a man in Ohio First man he killed,
first horse he stole
It was a long road for Arkansas Day
He shot and left him where he lay
Said he'd never forget that winter
day He rode off on a street-faced bay
I stood up and I shook his hand
Told no one that I knew this man
Started thinking up a plan
About how I'd deal him his last hand
It didn't take him long to come unwell
He jumped up and gunned two men down
Ran outside to leave the town But old bay was nowhere to be found
I hid out with my .44
And when he walked back through the door
I shot till I could shoot no more
And Dave Rudolph fell to the floor
It was the end of the road for Arkansas
Day I shot and left him where he lay
I'll never forget that winter day I rode off on a street-faced bay
No I'll never forget that winter day
I rode home on Daddy's street-faced bay