As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day,
I spied a young cowboy, all wrapped in white linen
Wrapped up in white linen and cold as the clay.
"I see by your outfit, that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I slowly walked by.
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story,
For I'm shot in the chest, and today I must die."
Here is the first game (from earlier this year) of what has turned into a wild west campaign in the vein of spaghetti westerns like A Fistful of Dollars. Note the fine Dixon miniatures from Lewis' collection.
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| Lucky Luke, in the town jail until he talks about the whereabouts of a certain stash of gold... |
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| The sleepy town of Boothill. |
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| Lucky Luke's posse. |
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| Hired guns and enlisted deputies. |
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| Gun fight! |
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| High noon. |
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| Gun fire from the upper floors. |
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| Pinned! |
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| "Hey, is that you Old Tom? Let me outta here!" |
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| "I'm calling you out!" |
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| Old Tom gets Indian Joe out on the street and challenges him to a duel. |
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| In true lawman style, the Sheriff (with the green hat) walks up then... to aid the shotgun-totting Indian bounty hunter. |
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| Poor Old Tom... was too slow. |
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| The duel provides a distraction, allowing the rescue of Lucky Luke! |
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| Gun smoke! |
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| Escape! |
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| Bullets fly as Lucky Luke makes his getaway. |
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| High rollers! |
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| "You shot my Pa!" |
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| A duel between Young Tom and the authorities. He is shot in the chest, arrested and dies later that day. |
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| Buckshot Roberts holes up in the outhouse... |
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