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 So sturdily they stood their ground,

Nor would their prisoner yield,

Despite the wrath of Willie Clow

And gallant Dady Field.

Oh, never fiercer battle raged

Upon the Waller Lot,

And never blood more freely flowed

Than flowed for Sissy Knott!

An Injun chief of monstrous size

Got Kendall Evans down,

And Robbie James was soon o'erthrown

By one of great renown.

And Dady Field was sorely done,

And Willie Clow was hurt,

And all that gallant cow-boy band

Lay wallowing in the dirt.

But still they strove with might and main

Till all the Waller Lot

Was strewn with hair and gouts of gore—

All, all for Sissy Knott!

Then cried the maiden in despair:

"Alas, I sadly fear

The battle and my hopes are lost,

Unless some help appear!"