Billy 1

Bob Dylan

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    There's guns across the river aimin' at ya
    Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya
    Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya
    Billy, they don't like you to be so free

    Campin' out all night on the berenda
    Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda
    Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya
    Billy, don't you turn your back on me

    Playin' around with some sweet senorita
    Into her dark hallway she will lead ya
    In some lonesome shadows she will greet ya
    Billy, you're so far away from home

    There's eyes behind the mirrors in empty places
    Bullet holes and scars between the spaces
    There's always one more notch and ten more paces
    Billy, and you're walkin' all alone

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    They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
    So sleep with one eye open when you slumber
    Every little sound just might be thunder
    Thunder from the barrel of his gun

    Guitars will play your grand finale
    Down in some Tularosa alley
    Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley
    Billy, you're so far away from home

    There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances
    Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances
    And some old whore from San Pedro to make advances
    Advances on your spirit and your soul

    The businessmen from Taos want you to go down
    They've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown
    Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-down
    To be shot down by the man who was your friend?

    Hang on to your woman if you got one
    Remember in El Paso, once, you shot one
    She may have been a whore, but she was a hot one
    Billy, you been runnin' for so long

    Guitars will play your grand finale
    Down in some Tularosa alley
    Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley
    Billy, you're so far away from home

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    Composition: Bob Dylan

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