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Billy Dean

Billy The Kid

 

Billy The Kid

(album: Let Them Be Little - 2005)


Strapped on my holster low across my hips
Two Colt .45's with black 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'
I rode a trail through the neighbor's backyard
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
But 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

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