In the steps of no-man's land Camp fire, the smell of prarie wind Drink booze recall the day Til a strangers voice rings out to pray the sin
"The man who pulls his gun'd be dead before he moves the trigger" Scared to death no one dared to breathe Burst into ringing laughter Stole a horse and left the shattered scene
Billy the kid, beast of prey that won't be tamed Billy the kid, loved the thrill of deadly games
For the men he'd killed in vain A thousand dollars cash on Billy's head For the lives he'd left in pain And the day they met the outlaw lost the game
Aimed at Billy's head with laughter But the youngster was to proud for given' in But he was shot, the law was faster Falling to his knees he hit the trail
Billy the kid, beast of prey that won't be tamed Billy the kid, loved the thrill of deadly games Billy the kid, a youngster and hie deadly gun Billy the kid, a lonely hero on the run
The killing and the blood for golden dreams An endless fight the youngster couldn't win A hundred times before he'd died He knocked on heaven's door Til his maker opened up to lead him in.