Billy The Kid - Billy Dean

Strapped on my holster low across my hips

Two Colt .45's with white plastic grips

And I’d head west through our neighborhood

And they’d say 'Here comes young Billy

And he’s up to no good'… yeah

I rode a trail through the neighbor’s back yard

Shooting the bad guys 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’ve got caught

His innocence lost

I wonder where he is

I miss Billy the kid

These days I don’t know whose 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’ve got caught

His innocence 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’ve got caught

His innocence lost

Lord, I wonder where he is

I miss Billy the kid