Am G
In the southern part of Texas, east and west of El Paso
Am
Where the mighty Franklin Mountains guard the trail to Mexico
G
Theres a new made widow cryin' and a hearse a-rollin slow
Em Am
And I guess that Devil's passed this way again
[Verse 2]
Am G
Theres a lathered sorrel stallion runnin through the Joshua Trees
Am
A young man in the saddle with his coat tails in the breeze
G
Got a six gun on his right hip and a rifle at his knee
Em Am
And he's dealin' in a game that he can't win
[Chorus]
Am G
Poor Billy Bonney, you're only twenty-one
Am
Pat Garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun
G
Each notch you carved on your six-gun's got a bloody tale to tell
Em Am
Well, you're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of hell
[Verse 3]
Am G
Them fancy clothes you're wearin' and the women in your bed
Am
Can't take away the faces of the men that you left dead
G
As you ride across the badlands with a price upon your head
Em Am
Now that wheel of fortune starts to turn
[Verse 4]
Am G
Your reputation's grown 'til its the biggest in the land
Am
And there ain't a lot of people left who wanna call your hand
G
And I guess you'll go down shootin' just like all branded men
Em Am
And when you shake hands with the Devil you get burned
[Chorus]
Am G
Poor Billy Bonney, you're only twenty-one
Am
Pat Garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun
G
Each notch you carved on your six-gun's got a bloody tale to tell
Em Am
Well, you're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of hell
[Instrumental]
Am G Em Am G Em Am G Em
[Chorus]
Am G
Poor Billy Bonney, you're only twenty-one
Am
Pat Garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun
G
Each notch you carved on your six-gun's got a bloody tale to tell
Em Am
You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of hell
