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