Billy The Kid lyrics
Song information
Artist: Chris Ledoux Album: Haywire
Lyrics
Billy the kid
In the southern part of texas, east and west of el paso Where the mighty franklin mountains guard the trail to mexico
There's a new made widow cryin' and a hearse a-rollin slow And I guess that devil's passed this way again
Theres a lathered sorrel stallion runnin through the jasper trees A young man in the saddle with his coat tails in the breeze
Got a six gun on his right hip and a rifle at his knee And he's dealin in a game that he can't win
Chorus: Poor billy bonney, youre only twenty-one Pat garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun Each notch you carved on your six-gun's got a bloody tale to tell You're a mile ahead of garrett, and a step outside of hell
Them fancy clothes you're wearin' and the women in your bed Can't take away the faces of the men that you left dead
As you ride across the badland with a price upon your head Now that wheel of fortune starts to turn
Your reputation's grown till it's the biggest in the land And there aint a lot of people left who'd wanna call your hand
And I guess you'll go down shootin' just like all branded men And when you shake hands with the devil you get burned
Chorus x 2
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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