Billy The Kid Chords by Chris Ledoux

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_ _ In the southern part of Texas, [D] east and west of El Paso, [Bm] where the mighty Franklin Mountains
[Em] guard the trail to Mexico, there's a new-made winter crying [D] and a hearse a-rolling slow,
[Bm] and I guess that devil's passed this [Em] weekend.
_ _ There's a lathered soil stallion [D] running through the Joshua trees, [Bm] a young man in a saddle
[Em] with his coattails in the breeze.
He's got a six-gun on his right hip [D] and a rifle at his knee, [Bm] and he's dealing in a game
that he [Em] can't win.
_ _ Poor Billy Bonny, [D] you're only 21.
[C] That Garrett's got your name on [G] every bullet in his gun.
[Em] Each notch he carves in your six-gun's [D] got a bloody tale to tell.
[Bm] You're a mile ahead of Garrett, and a step [Em] outside of hell.
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[Em] _ _ Them fancy clothes you're wearing and [D] the women in your bed [Bm] can't take away the faces
[Em] of the men that you left dead.
And you're right across the bad land [D] with a price upon your head.
[Bm] Now that wheel of fortune's [Em] first to turn.
_ Your reputation's grown and [D] it's the biggest in the land, [Bm] and there ain't a lot of people
left [Em] who'd want to call your hand.
And I guess you go down shooting, [D] just like all branded men.
[Bm] When you shake hands with the devil, you [Em] get burned.
_ _ Poor Billy Bonny, [D] you're only 21.
[C] That Garrett's got your name on [G] every bullet in his gun.
[Em] Each notch he carves in your six-gun's [D] got a bloody tale to tell.
[Bm] You're a mile ahead of Garrett, and a step [Em] outside of hell.
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[D] _ [C] _ [Em] _ Poor Billy Bonny, [D] you're only 21.
[C] That Garrett's got your name on [G] every bullet in his gun.
[Em] Each notch he carves in your six [D]-gun's got a bloody tale to tell.
[Bm] You're a mile ahead of Garrett, and a step outside [Em] of hell.
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