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Billy Get Your Guns

I just seen trouble

He's calling out your name tonite

Billy get your gunsYou could walk away

But I know you were born to fight

So Billy get your gunsThe bandileros are strung out

In the promenade

Billy get your gunsAnd the wind whispers softly that the devil's to blameBilly get your guns

There's trouble blowing like a hurricane

Billy get your guns

That's the price on your head for the

Price of fame

And it'll never change

Billy get your gunsThere's a whiskey bottle empty

Sittin' on the bar

Billy get your guns

And some organ grinder singing

About some sucker moving on

Billy get your gunsAll the whores are hanging out

Waiting to get paid

Billy get your guns

From some Johnny on the spot

Who said hey keep the change baby

Billy get your gunsBilly get your guns

There's trouble blowing like a hurricane

Billy get your guns

That's the price on your head for the

Price of fame

And it'll never changeThey christened you with whiskey

And there's fire running through your veins

Well you're an outlaw just the same

And every night a bullet wears your name(guitar solo)Billy get your guns

There's trouble blowing like a hurricane

Billy get your guns

That's the price on your head for the

Price of fame

And it'll never changeI seen a hangedman dancing

Beneath the pale moonlight

Billy get your guns

And every stranger that you meet

Thinks it's his lucky night

Billy get your gunsI don't envy you Billy

But I want to say

You better get your guns

'Cause every outlaw that's died

Will live to ride again

Billy get your gunsBilly get your guns

There's trouble blowing like a hurricane

Billy get your guns

That's the price on your head for the

Price of fame

And it'll never change

Billy get your guns

Billy get your guns

Billy get your guns

Billy get your guns

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