Billy The Kid Lyrics

	I’ll sing you a true song of Billy the kid
	I’ll sing the record of deeds that he did
	Way out in New Mexico a long time ago
	When a man’s only friend was his own forty-four
	Now when Billy the kid was a very young lad
	In old Silver city he went to the bad
	Way out West with a knife in his hand
	At the age of twelve years he killed his first man
	Fair Mexican maids play guitar and sing
	Songs about Billy their boy bandit king
	Before this young manhood reached it’s sad end
	He had a notch on his pistol for twenty one men
	It was on one black night that poor Billy died
	He said to his friends, I’m not satisfied
	There’s twenty one men that I’ve put bullets through
	And sheriff Pat Garrett’s gonna make twenty-two
	Nowl, this is how Billy the kid met his fate
	A big moon was shining and the hour was late
	Shot down by Pat Garrett, Silver city’s best friend
	Poor outlaw’s life have reached it’s sad end.

	I' ll sing you a true song of Billy the kid
	I' ll sing the record of deeds that he did
	Way out in New Mexico a long time ago
	When a man' s only friend was his own fortyfour
	Now when Billy the kid was a very young lad
	In old Silver city he went to the bad
	Way out West with a knife in his hand
	At the age of twelve years he killed his first man
	Fair Mexican maids play guitar and sing
	Songs about Billy their boy bandit king
	Before this young manhood reached it' s sad end
	He had a notch on his pistol for twenty one men
	It was on one black night that poor Billy died
	He said to his friends, I' m not satisfied
	There' s twenty one men that I' ve put bullets through
	And sheriff Pat Garrett' s gonna make twentytwo
	Nowl, this is how Billy the kid met his fate
	A big moon was shining and the hour was late
	Shot down by Pat Garrett, Silver city' s best friend
	Poor outlaw' s life have reached it' s sad end.

	I' ll sing you a true song of Billy the kid
	I' ll sing the record of deeds that he did
	Way out in New Mexico a long time ago
	When a man' s only friend was his own fortyfour
	Now when Billy the kid was a very young lad
	In old Silver city he went to the bad
	Way out West with a knife in his hand
	At the age of twelve years he killed his first man
	Fair Mexican maids play guitar and sing
	Songs about Billy their boy bandit king
	Before this young manhood reached it' s sad end
	He had a notch on his pistol for twenty one men
	It was on one black night that poor Billy died
	He said to his friends, I' m not satisfied
	There' s twenty one men that I' ve put bullets through
	And sheriff Pat Garrett' s gonna make twentytwo
	Nowl, this is how Billy the kid met his fate
	A big moon was shining and the hour was late
	Shot down by Pat Garrett, Silver city' s best friend
	Poor outlaw' s life have reached it' s sad end.

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