J&S Hawken Lyrics

J&S Hawken

Built a shop in

St Louis

Building long guns

One by one

Like no one else could do it

J&S Hawken

Making stocks in

Walnut and maple

And every mountain man

Wanted one in hand

If he was able

J&S Hawken

Never stepped foot in

Coeur D'Alene

Never laid eyes on Colter's Hell

Or seen the Great Salt Lake

Never feasted on a North Platte beaver tail meal

But they won the west with wood and steel

J&S Hawken

Left their mark in

More than a barrel

They built the tool

That changed the rules

For every westbound fella

J&S Hawken

Heavy bored in

50 caliber

The gun of choice

For them trapping boys

Glass and Beckwourth

J&S Hawken

Never stepped foot in

Coeur D'Alene

Never laid eyes on Colter's Hell

Or seen the Great Salt Lake

Never feasted on a North Platte beaver tail meal

But they won the west with wood and steel

When Jacob died

In '49

Sam laid him to rest

Ten years later

He sold to Gemmer

Packed up and headed west

'Cause

J&S Hawken

Never stepped foot in

Coeur D'Alene

Never laid eyes on Colter's Hell

Or seen the Great Salt Lake

Never feasted on a North Platte beaver tail meal

But they won the west with wood and steel