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 veranda 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 señorita 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 in ten more aces 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 homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
