Marty Robbins – Billy The Kid (Guitar)

[Introduction]
   Lead guitar
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  | Rhythm Guitar
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                                                          I'll sing...

     E                       B7
I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid

     E                      B7
I'll sing of some desperate deeds that he did

     E                A
Way out in New Mexico long, long ago

       E                         B7        E     Em
When a man's only chance was his own forty-four

     Em                  B7
When Billy the Kid was a very young lad

   Em                 B7
In old Silver City he went to the bad

Em                          Am
Way out in the West, with a gun in his hand

       Em                         B7             Em     E
At the age of twelve years he did kill his first man

        E                    B7
There's Mexican maidens play guitars and sing

E                       B7
Songs about Billy their boy bandit king

E                         A
Ere his young manhood has reached his sad end

       E                       B7         E     Em
With a notch an his pistol for twenty one men

    Em                  B7
Was on a sad night when poor Billy died

   Em                 B7
He said to his friend I'm not satisfied

Em                            Am
There's twenty one men I have put bullets through

Em                       B7          Em     E
Sheriff Pat Garrett must make twenty two

     E                      B7
I'll sing you how Billy the Kid met his fate

    E                           B7
The bright moon was shining the hour was late

E                            A
Shot down by Pat Garrett who once was his friend

    E                          B7         E     Em
The young outlaw's life is now come to an end

        Em                B7
There's many a man with a face fine and fair

    Em                       B7
Who start out in life with a chance to be square

Em                        Am
Just like poor Billy they wander astray

        Em                      B7        Em    
They'll lose their lives in the very same way