Billy The Kid Lyrics - Singles - Guthrie Woody

Billy The Kid 

I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid, 

I'll sing of the desperate deeds that he did, 

Way out in New Mexico, long long ago 

When a man's only chance was his own 44. 

When Billy the Kid was a very young lad 

In the old Silver City he went to the bad 

Way out in the West with a gun in his hand 

At the age of twelve years he first killed his man. 

Fair Mexican maidens play guitars and sing 

A song about Billy, the boy bandit king 

How ere his young manhood had reached its sad end 

He'd a notch on his pistol for twenty-one men. 

'Twas on the same night when poor Billy died 

He said to his friends: "I am not satisfied. 

There are twenty-one men I have put bullets through 

And sheriff Pat Garrett must make twenty-two." 

Now this is how Billy the Kid met his fate, 

The bright moon was shining, the hour was late 

Shot down by Pat Garrett, who once was his friend 

The young outlaw's life had now come to its end. 

There's many a man with a face fine and fair 

Who starts out in life with a chance to be square, 

But just like poor Billy he wanders astray 

And loses his life in the very same way. 

Note: This song -- a pretty good one, I think -- is remembered 

mainly because Woody Guthrie used the tune for the verse of So 

Long, It's Been Good to Know You. 

From Lomax-Cowboy Songs and Other Frontier Ballads 

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