Wild Bill Jones Lyrics - The Stanley Brothers

As I went down for to take a little walk 

I came upon that Wild Bill Jones 

He was a walking and a talking by my true lover's side 

And I bid him to leave her alone 

He said my age is twenty-one 

Too old to be controlled 

I pulled my revolver from my side 

And I destroyed that poor boy's soul 

He reeled and he staggered, and he fell to the ground 

And then he gave one dying moan 

He wrapped his arms around my little girl's neck 

Saying honey won't you take me home 

So put them handcuffs on me boys 

And lead me to that freight car gate 

I have no friends or relations there 

No-one for to go my bail 

So pass around that old long necked bottle 

And we'll all go on a spree 

For today was the last of that Wild Bill Jones 

And tomorrow will be the last of me 

They sent me to prison for twenty long years 

This poor boy longs to be free 

But Wild Bill Jones and that long-necked bottle 

Have been the ruin of me