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I'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid;  I'll 
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sing of the desperate deeds that he did.  Way 
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out in New Mexico long, long ago, When a man's only chance  
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was his own forty-four.          
 
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When Billy the Kid was a very young lad, 
In old Silver City he went to the bad. 
Way out in the West with his gun in his hand, 
At the age of twelve years, he killed his forst man. 
 
Verse 3: 
Fair Mexican maidens play guitars and sing, 
A song about Billy, their boy bandit king. 
How ere his young man-hood had reached its sad end, 
He'd a notch on his pistol for twenty-one men. 
 
Verse 4: 
'Twas on the same night, when poor Billy died, 
He said to his friends,