Cat. #0735 (MFH #76) - As sung by Glenn Orhlin, Mountain View, Arkansas on May 29, 1969
VERSE 1
I'll sing you th true song of Billy th Kid
I'll sing of th desperate deeds that he did
Way out in New Mexico, long, long ago
When a mans only chance was his own forty-four
CHORUS:
Mexican maidens play guitars an' sing
A song about Billy, their boy bandit king
How strange this young manhood that reaches an end
With marks on his pistols fer twenty-one men
VERSE 2
When Billy th Kid was a very young lad
In ole Silver City, he went to th bad
Way out in th west, with a gun in his hand
At the age of twelve years he killed his first man
VERSE 3
On th same night when poor Billy died
He said t' his friends, I'm not satisfied
There twenty-one men I have put bullets thru
Sheriff Pat Garret must make twenty-two
VERSE 4
Now this is how Billy th Kid, met his fate
Th bright moon was shinning, th hour was late
Shot down by Pat Garret who once was his friend
Th young outlaws life had now come to its end
VERSE 5
There's many a man with a face fine an' fair
Starts out in his life with a chance to be square
But just like poor Billy he wanders astray
An' loses his life in th very same way