Strapped on my holster low across my hips Two Colt .45`s with white plastic grips And I`d head west through our neighborhood And they`d say `Here comes young Billy And he`s up to no good`... yeah
I rode a trail through the neighbor`s back yard Shooting the bad guys through my handlebars Known for my bravery both far and near Being late for supper was my only fear
I miss Billy the kid The times that he had The life that he lived I guess he must`ve got caught His innocence lost I wonder where he is I miss Billy the kid
These days I don`t know whose side to be on There`s such a thin line between right and wrong I live and learn, do the best I can There`s only so much you can do as a man
I miss Billy the kid The times that he had The life that he lived I guess he must`ve got caught His innocence lost Lord, I wonder where he is I miss Billy the kid
I miss Billy the kid The times that he had The life that he lived I guess he must`ve got caught His innocence lost Lord, I wonder where he is I miss Billy the kid
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