The Ballad of Billy the Kid

	 
[Intro]
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[Estrofe]
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From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia, rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand 
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And his daring life of crime,  made him a legend in his time 
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East and west of the Rio Grande
[Estrofe]
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Well, he started with a bank in Colorado, in the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid 
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And his age and his size, took the teller by surprise 
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And the word spread of Billy the Kid
[Refrão]
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Well, he never traveled heavy, yes, he always rode alone 
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And he soon put many older guns to shame 
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And he never had a sweetheart, and he never had a home 
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But the cowboy and the rancher knew his name
[Estrofe]
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Well, he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma,and the law just could not seem to track him down 
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And it served his legend well, for the folks, they'd love to tell 
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'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town
[Instrumental]
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[Estrofe]
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Well, one cold day a posse captured Billy, and the judge said, "String 'im up for what he did!" 
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And the cowboys and their kin, like the sea came pourin' in 
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To watch the hangin',  of Billy the Kid
[Refrão]
          C               D            Em            Bm 
Well, he never traveled heavy, yes, he always rode alone 
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And he soon put many older guns to shame 
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And he never had a sweetheart, but he finally found a home 
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Underneath the boothill grave that bears his name
[Outro]
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From a town known as Oyster Bay, Long Island, rode a boy with a six-pack in his hand 
         G              Em                F             C - G 
And his daring life of crime, made him a legend in his time 
          Am7 D7sus             F/G - C/G   C/G - G 
East and west of the Rio Grande