Billy

There's guns across the river aimin' at ya



Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya



Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya



Billy, they don't like you to be so free.



Campin' out all night on the berenda



Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda



Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya



Billy, don't you turn your back on me.



Playin' around with some sweet senorita



Into her dark hallway she will lead ya



In some lonesome shadows she will greet ya



Billy, you're so far away from home.



There's eyes behind the mirrors in empty places



Bullet holes and scars between the spaces



There's always one more notch and ten more paces



Billy, and you're walkin' all alone.



They say that Pat Garrett's got your number



So sleep with one eye open when you slumber



Every little sound just might be thunder



Thunder from the barrel of his gun.



Guitars will play your grand finale



Down in some Tularosa alley,



Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley



Billy, you're so far away from home.



There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances



Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances



And some old whore from San Pedro to make advances



Advances on your spirit and your soul.



The businessmen from Taos want you to go down



They've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown.



Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-down



To be shot down by the man who was your friend?



Hang on to your woman if you got one



Remember in El Paso, once, you shot one.



She may have been a whore, but she was a hot one



Billy, you been runnin' for so long.



Guitars will play your grand finale



Down in some Tularosa alley



Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley



Billy, you're so far away from home