#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Date: 11/15/97; 6:33:58 PM From: Dakota4954@aol.com Subject: "Billy the Kid", performed by Chris LeDoux Transcribed by Diron Ahlquist, (Dakota4954@aol.com) BILLY THE KID by Chris LeDoux [Am]In the southern part of Texas, east and [G]west of El Paso Where the mighty Franklin Mountains guard the [Am]trail to Mexico. There’s a new made widow cryin’ and a [G]hurse a-rollin’ slow, And I [Em]guess that Devil’s passed this way a[Am]gain. [Am]There’s a lathered sorrel stallion runnin’ [G]through the Joshua Trees, A young man in the saddle with his [Am]coat tails in the breeze. Got a six gun on his right hip and a [G]rifle at his knee, And he’s [Em]dealin’ in a game that he can’t [Am]win. CHORUS [Am]Poor Billy Bonney, you’re [G]only twenty-one, Pat Garrett’s got your name on every [Am]bullet in his gun. Each notch you carved on your six-gun’s got a [G]bloody tale to tell Well, you’re a mile ahead of Garrett and a [Em]step outside of [Am]hell. [Am]Them fancy clothes you’re wearin’ and the [G]women in your bed, Can’t take away the faces of the [Am]men that you left dead. As you ride across the badlands with a [G]price upon your head, [Em]Now that wheel or fortune starts to [Am]turn. [Am]Your reputation’s grown till it’s the [G]biggest in the land, And there ain’t a lot of people left who [Am]wanna call your hand. And I guess you’ll go down shootin’ just [G]like all brand of men, And when you [Em]shake hands with the Devil you get [Am]burned. CHORUS x 2 ======================================================== Billy the kid, de Chris ledoux ========================================================
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