I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid; I'll
sing of the desperate deeds that he did. Way
out in New Mexico long, long ago, When a man's only chance
was his own forty-four.
When Billy the Kid was a very young lad,
I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid; I'll
sing of the desperate deeds that he did. Way
out in New Mexico long, long ago, When a man's only chance
was his own forty-four.
When Billy the Kid was a very young lad,