Gather round the fire, y’all, I’ve got a tale to tell
A tale of common bravery, and of inner strength as well
I’m here to spin the yarn of a gunslinger named Hank
Who moseyed down to Florida and tamed a hurricane
...
On the final day of August, Hank and his gang did ride
Right out into the glaring sun of the Doak Campbell abide
They faced down Chief Osceola and his flaming spear
When he charged at them on Renegade, not one of ‘em showed fear
...
The blazing sun bore down on them as they struggled with their foe
But the secret of hydration was something they did already know
As the Florida boys dropped one by one, Hank and his side stood strong
He was a tall drink of water, ready to play as hard as the day was long
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