Racin’ down the highway
Road’s open wide
A modern-day young gun
On a steel horse ride
Feelin’ like an outlaw I’m Billy the kid
Makin’ most of this moment
‘Cause who knows when it will all end
Always on the run
And whatever comes
I’m stickin’ to my guns
They still call me Billy the kid
I’m still wanted for what I did
The price of fame is on my head
Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid
Been told many times
To get outta town
I could walk away, baby
But I was born to fight
And I still believe
The west can be won
I’ll keep chasing those sunsets
With an angel riding shotgun
Papers say I’m dead
But I ain’t buried yet
Still got bullets left
They still call me Billy the kid
I’m still wanted for what I did
The price of fame is on my head
Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid
Feelin’ like an outlaw I’m Billy the kid
Makin’ most of this moment
‘Cause who knows when it will all end, all end, all end
They still call me Billy the kid, that’s right
I’m still wanted for what I did
The price of fame is on my head
Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid
They still call me Billy the kid
And I’m still wanted for what I did
The price of fame is on my head
Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid
[Thanks to monsternate21@yahoo.com for lyrics]
Billy The Kid Lyrics by Billy Gilman
. Song rating: 4.5 [1 vote]
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