Randy Lane

Rookie (08-08-1952 / Tulsa Ok)

The Ballad Of Billy The Kid - Poem by Randy Lane

Billy was an outlaw who traveled down the trail
with his six-guns a-blazing as he rode strait into hell
The purple sage mountains outlined the western town
where fate had been following like a shadow on the ground
The Marshall sat there waiting that hot and hellish night
a warrant for Billy just aching for a fight
So Judas told the Marshall he sleeps across the way
without his six-guns handy and on a bed there he laid
Well the night had exploded with gun fire in the air
and as he awakened you could hear Billy swear
Marshall take your guns and ride out of town
lets' put an end to this a bullet cuts him down
Marshall take your guns and ride out of town
lets' put an end to this Billy tumbles to the ground
Billy was an outlaw who traveled down the trail
with his six-guns a-blazing as he rode strait into hell


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 12, 2004

Poem Edited: Friday, November 19, 2004


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