Gretchen Peters - Billy 4

^GThere's guns across the river ^Am7/Gabout to pound ^Gyou, ^GThere's lawmen on your ^Am7/Gtrail like to surround ^Gyou, ^CBounty hunters are dancing all ^Garound you, ^DBilly, they don't like you to be so ^Gfree.

^GLiving out all night^Am7/G on the ^Gveranda, ^GWalking in the ^Am7/Gstreets down by the ^Ghacienda, ^CUp to Boot Hill they'd like to ^Gsend you, ^DBilly, don't you turn your back on ^Gme.

^GPlaying around with some ^Am7/Gsweet ^Gsenorita, ^GInto her dark chamber^Am7/G she will ^Ggreet you, ^CIn the shadows of the mesas she will ^Glead you, ^DBilly, and you're going all ^Galone.

^GThey say that Pat Garrett's^Am7/G got your ^Gnumber, ^GSo sleep with one eye ^Am7/Gopen when you ^Gslumber, ^CEvery little sound just might be ^Gthunder, ^DThunder from the barrel of his ^Ggun.

^GThere's always another ^Am7/Gstranger sneaking ^Gglances, ^GSome trigger-happy ^Am7/Gfool willing to take ^Gchances, ^CSome old w***e from San Pedro will make^G advances, ^DAdvances on your spirit and your ^Gsoul.

^GSo hang on to your ^Am7/Gwoman if you ^Ggot one, ^GRemember in ^Am7/GEl Paso once you ^Gshot one, ^CYeah and up in Santa Fe one time you ^Gbought one, ^DBilly, you've been running for so ^Glong.

^GGypsy queens will ^Am7/Gplay your grand ^Gfinale, ^GWay down in some ^Am7/GTularosa ^Galley, ^CMaybe in La Rio Pecos ^Gvalley, ^DBilly, you're so far away from ^Ghome, ^DBilly, you're so far away from ^Ghome.