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BILLY THE KID
B ILLY was a bad man And carried a big gun, He was always after Greasers And kept 'em on the run.
He shot one every morning, For to make his morning meal. And let a white man sass him, He was shore to feel his steel.
He kept folks in hot water, And he stole from many a stage; And when he was full of liquor He was always in a rage.
But one day he met a man Who was a whole lot badder. And now he's dead, And we ain't none the sadder.