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I'll sing...
I'll Esing you a true song of B7Billy the Kid
I'll Esing of some desperate B7deeds that he did
Way oEut in New Mexico Along, long ago
When a Eman's only chance was his B7own forty-Efour Em
When EBilly the Kid was a B7very young lad
In Eold Silver City he B7went to the bad
EWay out in the West, with a Agun in his hand
At the Eage of twelve years he did B7kill his first Eman Em
There's EMexican maidens play B7guitars and sing
ESongs about Billy their B7boy bandit king
EEre his young manhood has Areached his sad end
With a Enotch an his pistol for B7twenty one Emen Em
Was Eon a sad night when B7poor Billy died
He Esaid to his friend B7I'm not satisfied
EThere's twenty one men I have Aput bullets through
ESheriff Pat Garrett must B7make twenty Etwo Em
I'll Esing you how Billy the B7Kid met his fate
The Ebright moon was shining the B7hour was late
EShot down by Pat Garrett who Aonce was his friend
The Eyoung outlaw's life is now B7come to an Eend Em
There's Emany a man with a B7face fine and fair
Who Estart out in life with a B7chance to be square
EJust like poor Billy they Awander astray
They'll Elose their lives in the B7very same Eway Em
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