Bluegrass Songs - Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk Wild Bill Jones 
As I went out for to take a little walk I came upon that Wild Bill Jones He was a-walking and a-talking By my true lover's side I bid him to leave her alone 
He said my age is twenty one years Too old to be controled So I drew my revolver from my side Destroyed that poor boy's soul 
So let's pass around that long necked bottle And go out walking on the street For today was the last of that Wild Bill Jones Tommorrow will be the last of me 
They sent me to prison for twenty long years This poor boy longes to be free For Will Bill Jones and that long neck bottle Have found their rid of me