I Miss Billy The Kid

Strapped on my holster low across my hips,

With two colt 45's with white plastic grips,

Then I 'd head west through our neighborhood,

And they'd say here comes young Billy and he's up to no good. (yeah)

I road a trail through the neighbor's back yard,

A shooting the bad guy's through my handlebars,

Known for my bravery both far and near,

Being late for supper was my only fear.

I miss Billy the kid,

The times that he had the life that he lived,

I guess he must have got caught his innocences lost,

I wonder where he is. I miss Billy the kid.

These day's I don't know whos side to be on,

There's such a thin line between right and wrong,

I live and learn do the best I can,

There's only so much you can do as a man.

I miss Billy the kid,

The times that he had the life that he lived,

I guess he must have got caught his innocences lost,

Lord I wonder where he is. I miss Billy the kid.

I miss Billy the kid,

The times that he had the life that he lived,

I guess he must have got caught his innocences lost,

Lord I wonder where he is. I miss Billy the kid.