Old Faro Bill was a man of might...

Old Faro Bill was a man of might In the days when the West was young, He drank a gallon of booze each night&mdash; The toughest galoot unhung! Oh, some men shrink at the sight of blood! Bill roomed in a cougar's lair And for tobacco he carried a cud Of Mexican prickly pear! Old Faro came of a wolfish breed, When he was a suckling child He laughed at the marahuana weed For he said that is was too mild. Old Faro he was a buffalo When it came to rough-and-tumble, He laid the toughest battlers low With never a miss or fumble. Some men stammer and halt and pause At the sight of lover's moons, But Faro married a hundred squaws And a couple of octaroons.