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The Kid
I'll sing you a song of Billy the Kid,
I'll sing of the desperate that he did,
Way out in New Mexico, long ago
When a man's chance was his own 44.
When Billy the Kid was a very lad
In the old Silver he went to the bad
Way out in the West with a gun in his
At the age of twelve he first killed his man.
Fair maidens play guitars and sing
A song Billy, the boy bandit king
How ere his young manhood had its sad end
He'd a notch on his pistol for men.
'Twas on the same night when poor Billy
He to his friends: "I am not satisfied.
There are twenty-one men I put bullets through
And sheriff Pat Garrett make twenty-two."
Now this is how the Kid met his fate,
The bright moon was shining, the hour was
down by Pat Garrett, who once was his friend
The young life had now come to its end.
There's many a man with a face and fair
Who starts out in life a chance to be square,
But like poor Billy he wanders astray
And loses his life in the very way.
Note: This song -- a pretty one, I think -- is remembered
mainly because Guthrie used the tune for the verse of So
Long, It's Good to Know You.
From Lomax-Cowboy and Other Frontier Ballads
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