the charlie daniels band - billy the kid lyrics
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 crying and a he-rs- a-rollin’ slow
i guess the devil’s p-ssed this way again.
there’s a lathered sorrel stallion running through the joshua trees
and a young man in the saddle with his coat tails in the breeze.
he’s got a six gun on his right hip and a rifle at his knees
and he’s dealing in a game that he can’t win.
[chorus:]
poor billy bonney, you’re only 21,
pat garrett’s got your name on every bullet in his gun.
every notch you carve on your six gun
has a bl–dy tale to tell.
you’re a mile ahead of garrett and a step outside of h-ll.
those fancy clothes you’re wearin’ and the women in your bed
can’t take away the traces of the men that you’ve left dead
as you ride across the badlands with a price upon your head
and now the wheel of fortune starts to turn.
your reputation’s grown ’til it’s the biggest in the land
and there ain’t a lot of people left who want to call your hand
and i guess you’ll go down shootin’ and like all branded men
when you shake hands with the devil you get burned.
[chorus:]
poor billy bonney, you’re only 21,
pat garrett’s got your name on every bullet in his gun.
every notch you carve on your six gun
has a bl–dy tale to tell.
you’re a mile ahead of garrett and a step outside of h-ll.
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