from a town known as wheeling
west virginia
rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand
and his daring life of crime
made him a legend in his time
east and west of the rio grande
well
he started with a bank in colorado
in the pocket of his vest
a colt he hid
and his age and his size
took the teller by surprise
and the word spread of billy the kid
well
he never traveled heavy
yes
he always rode alone
and he soon put many older guns to shame
and he never had a sweetheart
and he never had a home
but the cowboy and the rancher knew his name
well
he robbed his way from utah to oklahoma
and the law just could not seem to track him down
and it served his legend well
for the folks
they'd love to tell
'bout when billy the kid came to town
well
one cold day a posse captured billy
and the judge said
string 'im up for what he did!"