Billy 4
There’s guns across the river aimin’ at yaLawman on your trail, he’d like to catch yaBounty hunters, too, they’d like to get yaBilly, they don’t like you to be so free.
Campin’ out all night on the verandaDealin’ cards ’til dawn in the haciendaUp to Boot Hill they’d like to send yaBilly, don’t you turn your back on me.
Playin’ around with some sweet senoritaInto her dark hallway she will lead yaIn some lonesome shadows she will greet yaBilly, you’re so far away from home.
There’s eyes behind the mirrors in empty placesBullet holes and scars between the spacesThere’s always one more notch and ten more pacesBilly, and you’re walkin’ all alone.
They say that Pat Garrett’s got your numberSo sleep with one eye open when you slumberEvery little sound just might be thunderThunder from the barrel of his gun.
Guitars will play your grand finaleDown in some Tularosa alley,Maybe in the Rio Pecos valleyBilly, you’re so far away from home.
There’s always some new stranger sneakin’ glancesSome trigger-happy fool willin’ to take chancesAnd some old whore from San Pedro to make advancesAdvances on your spirit and your soul.
The businessmen from Taos want you to go downThey’ve hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown.Billy, don’t it make ya feel so low-downTo be shot down by the man who was your friend?
Hang on to your woman if you got oneRemember in El Paso, once, you shot one.She may have been a whore, but she was a hot oneBilly, you been runnin’ for so long.
Guitars will play your grand finaleDown in some Tularosa alleyMaybe in the Rio Pecos valleyBilly, you’re so far away from home