Once a week on Saturday
they got a weekly bath;
this was a total disgrace
to the code of the West.
The water was always too hot,
the soap smelled too funny;
but in the tub they went
without their clothes on.
They begged and they pleaded
not to wash their hair;
and where were their six guns
in case they were needed?
Their skin curled all wrinkled,
trademark rings washed off;
just what would Ken Maynard
think of his men now?
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