Ballad of Charlie Storms – The Gunman's Choir | Tragic Outlaw Song!

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Dive into the haunting story of Charlie Storms — a gambler, gunslinger, and legend of the Old West. From the smoky saloons of Deadwood to his final stand in Tombstone, this tragic outlaw ballad recounts his fate at the hands of Luke Short. With raw lyrics, cinematic storytelling, and sepia-toned visuals, “Ballad of Charlie Storms” is a chilling tribute to one of the West's forgotten names. Charlie Storms (1823–1881) was a professional gambler and gunfighter born in New York, who drifted across the American frontier during the height of the Wild West. From the California Gold Rush to the smoky saloons of Deadwood, Dodge City, and Tombstone, Storms earned a reputation for his sharp wit, flashy attire, and deadly draw. Known for surviving multiple gunfights, his luck ran out in Tombstone in 1881. After a drunken dispute at the Oriental Saloon, he confronted the younger Luke Short. Though Storms drew first, Short shot him dead in the street — his clothing reportedly caught fire from the blast. Storms became a tragic symbol of the gambler's fate, a man who lived by chance and died by the gun.

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Ballad of Charlie Storms – The Gunman's Choir | Tragic Outlaw Country Song
LYRICS:
(Verse 1)
Born in New York in twenty-three,
Chasin’ gold and wild dreams out West.
They say he rode into Sacramento
Just cards in hand and a gambler’s zest.
From Deadwood down to Dodge City,
He played the game and knew the stakes—
A gambler's life, a gunman's code,
He danced with death and high mistakes.

(Chorus)
Oh, Charlie Storms, you rolled the dice,
Lived by the draw, paid the price.
From Leadville saloons to the Tombstone dust,
You fought for pride and bet on trust.
But the devil’s hand was dealt that night,
And Luke Short called your final fight.
In a blaze of smoke and a shirt on fire,
You fell to rest in the gunman’s choir.

(Verse 2)
He drank all night at the Oriental,
Thought Luke Short was just a kid.
Bat Masterson tried to warn him,
But Charlie did what Charlie did.
He turned back 'fore he reached his room,
No words, just steel in his hand—
But Luke was quicker, sure and cold,
Shot him down where he chose to stand.

(Chorus)
Oh, Charlie Storms, you rolled the dice,
Lived by the draw, paid the price.
From Leadville saloons to the Tombstone dust,
You fought for pride and bet on trust.
But the devil’s hand was dealt that night,
And Luke Short called your final fight.
In a blaze of smoke and a shirt on fire,
You fell to rest in the gunman’s choir.

(Bridge)
He never cried, he never pled,
Just cocked his gun as he lay dead.
His silk cravat, it caught the lead,
But couldn't hush what the bullet said.

(Verse 3)
Now Mary Storms, in San Francisco,
Lived out her days in quiet grace.
But the man she loved died standin’ proud,
On Tombstone’s street, that fateful place.
And legends fade like desert skies,
But the songs still keep ‘em near—
Of men who lived like burning stars,
And died with smoke still in their beard.

(Final Chorus)
Yeah, Charlie Storms, you rolled the dice,
Lived by the draw, paid the price.
From whiskey halls to a dusty tomb,
You met your fate by saloon moon.
Now your name rides with ghosts and fire,
Forever sung in the gunman’s choir.

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