Billy 4
Billy 4 (Bob Dylan)

There's guns across the river about to pound you
There's a lawman on your trail he’d like to surround you
Bounty hunters are dancing all around you
Billy, they don't like you to be so free.

Playing around with some sweet signorita
Into her dark chamber she will greet you
In the shadows of the mesa she will lead you
Billy, and you're going all alone.

They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
So sleep with one eye open, when you slumber
‘Cause every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun.

So hang on to your woman, if you got one
Remember in El Paso once you shot one
And up in Santa Fe one time you bought one
Billy, and you’re goin’ all alone.

Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
Way down in some Tularosa alley
Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley
Billy, you're so far away from home
Billy, you're so far away from home