How Did Chris Madsen Survive the Wild West?

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Take a ride through history with Ballad of Chris Madsen, a gripping outlaw country tribute to one of the Old West’s longest-serving and most legendary lawmen. Born in Denmark and once an outlaw himself, Madsen became one of the famed "Three Guardsmen" of Oklahoma, tracking down the Wild Bunch and riding with Theodore Roosevelt at San Juan Hill.
This ballad captures his entire journey — from youthful crimes and redemption to a badge, a warhorse, and a legacy carved in justice.
📍 For fans of: Johnny Cash, Colter Wall, Marty Stuart, storytelling outlaw ballads.

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How Did Chris Madsen Survive the Wild West?
LYRICS:
[Verse 1]
Born in Denmark’s shadow, with a troubled hand,
He broke the law’s chains in his younger land.
Fled the ghosts of his sins, left his name in the dust,
Chased the wild wind’s promise and a frontier’s trust.

[Verse 2]
Signed with the Army in seventy-six,
Rode with the Fifth where the plains unfold.
Through Indian Wars, midst sorrow and strife,
Earned stripes in the saddle, carved a soldier’s life.

[Chorus]
He was one of the Three Guardsmen, law on the trail,
With Tilghman and Thomas, their bond wouldn’t fail.
Ridin’ for justice, through fire and fame,
Chris Madsen carved truth from the outlaw’s name.
From Guthrie to Tulsa, they feared his draw —
A soldier, a marshal, a man of the law.

[Verse 3]
They tracked down Doolin and his renegade crew,
“Dynamite Dick” and “Red Buck” fell too.
With a badge on his chest and a Colt’s steady hand,
He tamed the red clay of Oklahoma’s land.

[Verse 4]
In the quiet of night, by the campfire’s glow,
He’d whisper of Denmark, where wild seas flow.
Haunted by choices that shaped who he’d be,
Still forged a new path where his soul could be free.

[Bridge]
He rode with Roosevelt in ‘98’s fight,
Charged San Juan Hill through the smoke and the night.
A Rough Rider bold, sealed his name in the fray,
Returned to the plains, where his soul found its way.
With fire in his heart, he could never sit still,
Justice burned bright on that blood-soaked hill.

[Verse 5]
He yearned for the fight when the Great War called,
But age held him back, though his fire still called.
Still served for the law till his final breath,
Laid down his badge, met a quiet death.

[Final Chorus – Varied]
He was one of the Three Guardsmen, fearless and proud,
With justice and honor that sang out loud.
A legend who walked where few men dared,
With grit in his soul and a lawman’s stare.
So raise up a glass in the red sunset’s glow —
To Chris Madsen, who rode where the brave dare go.
Lived to ninety-two, through war, peace, and crime —
The lawman who stood through the test of time.

[Outro – Spoken, over steel guitar fade]
From Denmark’s cold shores to the wide prairie’s call,
From outlaw to hero, he answered it all.
His shadow still rides where the wild winds blow —
Chris Madsen, the lawman, forever carved in time.

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🎵 Lyrics by: Borna Cuk
🎶 Music & Voice: AI Generated

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