I Miss Billy The Kid



Strapped on my holster low across my hips

Two Colt .45s with white plastic grips

I'd head west into our neighborhood they'd say

Here comes young Billy and he's up to no good



I rode a trail through the neighbors' back yards

Shootin' the bad guys through my handlebars

Known for my bravery both far and near

Being late for supper way my only fear



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I miss Billy the kid

The times that he had

The life that he lived

I guess he must have 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 that I can

There's only so much you can do as a man