Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan - Billy 4 lyrics

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There's guns across the river 'bout to pound you
There's a lawman on your trail like to surround you
Bounty hunters are dancing all around you
Billy, they don't like you to be so free

Camping out all night on the veranda
Walking the streets down by the hacienda
Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send you
Billy, don't you turn your back on me

There's mills inside the minds of crazy faces
Bullet holes and rifles in their cases
There is always one more notch and four more aces
Billy, and you're playing all alone

Playing around with some sweet seƱorita
Into her dark chamber she will greet you
In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you
Billy, and you're going all alone

They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
So sleep with one eye open when you wander
If every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun

There's always another stranger sneaking glances
Some trigger-happy fool willing to take chances
Some old whore from San Pedro'll make advances
Advances on your spirit and your soul

The businessmen from Taos want you to go down
So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down
Billy, don't let it make you feel so low down
To be hunted by the man who was your friend

So hang on to your woman, if you got one
Remember in El Paso once you shot one
up in Santa Fe you bought one
Billy, you've been running for so long

Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
Way down in some Tularosa alley
Maybe in El Rio Pecos alley
Billy, you're so far away from home
Billy, you're so far away from home
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Author: Bob Dylan

Composer: Bob Dylan

Publisher: Columbia Records

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Released in: 1973

Language: English

Appearing on: Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid (1973)

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