Billy Gray

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Billy Grey rode into Gantry, back 
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in Eighty-three
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There he did meet young Sarah McCray
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This wild rose of morning, pale 
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flower dawning
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Herald of springtime in his 
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young life that day

[Verse]
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Sarah she could not see the 
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daylight of reality
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In her young eyes Billy bore not a 
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flaw
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Not knowing her chosen one was a 
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hired gun
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Wanted in Kansas City by the law

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[Verse]
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Then one day a tall man, came 
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riding 'cross the badlands
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That lie to the north of New Mexico
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He was overheard to say he was 
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looking for Billy Grey
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A ruthless man and a dangerous 
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outlaw

[Verse]
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The deadly news came creeping, 
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while Billy lay sleeping
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There in the Claredon Bar and Hotel
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He headed for the old church, 
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there on the outskirts
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Thinking to climb the old steeple 
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bell

[Verse]
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A rifle ball came flying, face 
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down he lay dying
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There in the dust of the road 
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where he fell
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Sarah came to him, cursing the 
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lawman
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Accepting no reason, just knowing
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 he was killed

[Verse]
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Sarah lives in the same old white 
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frame house
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Where she first met Billy some 
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forty years ago
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The wild rose of morning had 
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faded with the dawning
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Of each day of sorrow the long 
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years had sown

[Otro]
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There on the stone where the dusty
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 winds had long blown
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Were eighteen words to a passing 
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world say
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"True love knows no season, no 
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rhyme nor no reason
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Justice is cold as the Grainger 
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County clay"