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Billy Dean Lyrics
Billy the Kid Lyrics
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,
Shootin� the Bad Guys through my handlebars.
Known for my bravery both far and near,
Bein� 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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