Billy The Kid

verse 1 I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid I'll sing you 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 verse 2 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 verse 3 Fair Mexican maidens play guitars and sing Songs about Billy, their boy bandit king Before his young manhood had reached its sad end He'd a notch on his pistol for twenty-one men Instrumental (x2) verse 4 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" Verse 5 Well, 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 The poor outlaw's life had reached its sad end