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Current version of The Charlie Daniels Band Lyrics Billy the Kid (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/t/the-charlie-daniels-band/billy/) Current version of the lyrics |
Version 1 of The Charlie Daniels Band Lyrics Billy the Kid (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/t/the-charlie-daniels-band/billy/v1...) Version 1 of the lyrics | |||||||||||||
| 1 | In the southern part of Texas, east and west of EL Paso | words and music: charlie daniels | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | Where the mighty Franklin Mountains guard the trail to Mexico | tabbed by jerry gant | 2 | |||||||||||
| 3 | There's a new made widow crying and a hearse a rolling slow | dm c | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | I guess that Devil's passed this way again | in the southern part of texas, | 4 | |||||||||||
| 1 | east and west of el paso | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 2 | a7 dm | 2 | ||||||||||||
| 3 | where the mighty franklin mountains | 3 | ||||||||||||
| 4 | guard the trail to mexico | 4 | ||||||||||||
| 5 | c | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | there's a new-made widow crying | 6 | ||||||||||||
| 7 | and a hearse a rollin slow | 7 | ||||||||||||
| 8 | a7 dm c/e f c/e dm | 8 | ||||||||||||
| 9 | i guess the devils passed this way again | 9 | ||||||||||||
| 5 | There's a lathered Sorrel Stallion running threw the Joshua trees | there's a lathered sorrel stallion | 5 | |||||||||||
| 6 | And a young man in the saddle with his coat tails in the breeze | running thru the joshua trees | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | He's got a six gun on his right hip and a rifle at his knees | and a young man in the saddle with | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | And he's dealing in a game that he can't win | his coat tails in the breeze | 8 | |||||||||||
| 10 | he's got a six gun on his right hip | 10 | ||||||||||||
| 11 | and a rifle at his knees | 11 | ||||||||||||
| 12 | a7 dm c dm c f c | 12 | ||||||||||||
| 13 | and he's dealing in a game that he can't win | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 9 | Poor Billy Bonny, you're only twenty one | chorus | 9 | |||||||||||
| 10 | Pat Garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun | dm c | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | Each notch you carved on your six gun | poor billy bonney, you're only 21, | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | Has a bloody tale to tell | bb f | 12 | |||||||||||
| 13 | You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of Hell | pat garrett's got your name on | 13 | |||||||||||
| 14 | every bullet in his gun | 14 | ||||||||||||
| 15 | dm | 15 | ||||||||||||
| 16 | every notch you carve on your six gun | 16 | ||||||||||||
| 17 | c | 17 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | has a bloody tale to tell | 18 | ||||||||||||
| 19 | am7 dm | 19 | ||||||||||||
| 20 | you're a mile ahead of garrett and | 20 | ||||||||||||
| 21 | a step outside of hell | 21 | ||||||||||||
| 14 | Them fancy clothes your wearing and the women in your bed | those fancy clothes your wearin | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | Can't take away the faces of the men that you've left dead | and the women in your bed | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | As you ride across the bad lands with a price upon your head | can't take away the traces of the | 16 | |||||||||||
| 17 | And now the wheel of fortune starts to turn | men that you've left dead | 17 | |||||||||||
| 22 | as you ride across the bad lands | 22 | ||||||||||||
| 23 | with a price upon your head | 23 | ||||||||||||
| 24 | and now the wheel of fortune starts to turn | 24 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | You're reputation's grown till it's the biggest in the land | you're reputation's grown till it's | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | And there ain't a lot of people left who want to call your hand | the biggest in the land | 19 | |||||||||||
| 20 | And I guess you'll go down shooting and like all branded men | and there ain't alot of people left | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | When you shake hands with the Devil you get burned | who want to call your hand | 21 | |||||||||||
| 25 | and i guess you'll go down shootin | 25 | ||||||||||||
| 26 | and like all branded men | 26 | ||||||||||||
| 27 | when you shake hands with the devil you get burned | 27 | ||||||||||||
| 22 | Poor Billy Bonny, you're only twenty one | chorus | 22 | |||||||||||
| 1 | Pat Garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun | 1 | ||||||||||||
| 2 | Each notch you carved on your six gun | 2 | ||||||||||||
| 3 | Has a bloody tale to tell | 3 | ||||||||||||
| 4 | You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of Hell | 4 | ||||||||||||
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