Hazell Dean - Billy The Kid Lyrics

Strapped on my holster low across my hips,
Two Colt .45Â’s with black plastic grips;
And IÂ’d head west through our neighborhood,
And theyÂ’d say,
“Here comes young Billy and he’s up to no good.”
I rode a trail through the neighborÂ’s backyard,
ShootinÂ’ the Bad Guys through my handlebars.
Known for my bravery both far and near,
BeinÂ’ 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 mustÂ’ve got caught,
His innocence lost...
I wonder where he is?
I miss Billy the Kid!

These days I donÂ’t know whose side to be on;
ThereÂ’s such a thin line between Right and Wrong.
I live and learn, do the best I can,
But thereÂ’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 mustÂ’ve got caught,
His innocence lost...
Lord, I wonder where he is?
I miss Billy the Kid!
 

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