The Ballad Of Billy The Kid

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From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
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Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand
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And his daring life of crime
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Made him a legend in his time
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East and West of the Rio Grande
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Well he started with a bank in Colorado
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In the pocket of his vest a Colt he hid
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And his age and his size
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Took the teller by surprise
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And the word spread of Billy the Kid
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Well he never travelled heavy
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Yes, he always rode alone
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And he soon put many older guns to shame
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Well he never had a sweetheart
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And he never had a home
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But the cowboys and the ranchers knew his name
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Well he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma
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And the law just could not seem to track him down
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And it served his legend well
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For the folks they love to tell
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'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town
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One cold day a posse captured Billy
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And the judge said, "String 'im up for what he did."
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And the cowboys and their kin
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Like the sea came pourin' in
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To watch the hangin' of Billy the Kid
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Well he never travelled heavy
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Yes, he always rode alone
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And he soon put many older guns to shame
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Well he never had a sweetheart
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But he finally found a home
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Underneath the boothill grave that bears his name
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From a town known as Oyster Bay, Long Island
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Rode a boy with a six-pack in his hand
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And his daring life of crime
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Made him a legend in his time
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East and West of the Rio Grande