Billy The Kid

I’ll s()ing you a true song ()of Billy the Kid    I’ll s()ing of the desperate ()deeds that he did ()out in New Mexico l()ong time ago   when a m()an’s only chance was his own fo()rty-four.           When B()illy the Kid was a ()very young lad in ()old Silver City he ()went to the bad way o()ut in the West with a ()gun in his hand at the ()age of twelve years he killed his fir()st man. Fair M()exican maidens play() guitars and sing a s()ong about Billy their ()boy bandit king who ()re his young man-hood had() reached its sad end had a n()otch on his pistol for twenty-one() men. Twas ()on the same night when() poor Billy died he ()said to his friends "I am ()not satisfied tw()enty-one men I have() put bullets through Sh()eriff Pat Garrett must make twenty()-two." Now th()is is how Billy the ()Kid met his fate the br()ight moon was shining the() hour was late shot d()own by Pat Garrett who ()once was his friend the yo()ung outlaw’s life had now come to its() end. There’s m()any a man with ()a face fine and fair who st()arts out in life with a ()chance to be square but j()ust like poor Billy he ()wanders astray and l()oses his life in the very same() way.