Billy 1

Los Lobos

There's guns across the river aimin' at ya 
Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya 
Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya 
Billy, they don't like you to be so free. 

Campin' out all night on the berenda 
Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda 
Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya 
Billy, don't you turn your back on me. 

Playin' around with some sweet senorita 
Into her dark hallway she will lead ya 
In some lonesome shadows she will greet ya 
Billy, you're so far away from home. 

There's eyes behind the mirrors in empty places 
Bullet holes and scars between the spaces 
There's always one more notch and ten more paces 
Billy, and you're walkin' all alone. 

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

Guitars will play your grand finale 
Down in some Tularosa alley, 
Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley 
Billy, you're so far away from home. 

There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances 
Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances 
And some old whore from San Pedro to make advances 
Advances on your spirit and your soul. 

The businessmen from Taos want you to go down 
They've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown. 
Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-down 
To be shot down by the man who was your friend? 

Hang on to your woman if you got one 
Remember in El Paso, once, you shot one. 
She may have been a whore, but she was a hot one 
Billy, you been runnin' for so long. 

Guitars will play your grand finale 
Down in some Tularosa alley 
Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley 
Billy, you're so far away from home.