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1 We've been riding now, for days On this dry and dusty plain Headed to a land, that's never tasted rain The posse has been thinning out As men head back to town So, that just leaves you and me To track these Outlaws down Standing on the rim of One of God forsaken places I'd probably let them go And just post pictures of there faces But they shot down my deputy Who was my youngest son So I'll ride right into hell 'Till I catch or kill each one I won't blame you, if you choose To turn and ride away For you'll probably end up dead If you follow me today All right then, Mount your pony And you better save your breath Here's an extra gun to tote And a tin star for your chest 2 Don't worry 'bout me Sheriff I know that I am young But there's one thing that I'm good at Is using these here guns I know there is a danger Don't think that I'm insane You may have, been a Ranger But, William Bonny is my name Well Kid, if that's true You best have seven lives 'Cause you're gonna use up six today In order to survive Put your rifle cross your lap Keep your pistol left untied And when the shooting starts Be prepared like hell, to ride The Kid was really smart He followed what I said As we rode our ponies down the slope To an ancient river bed I got a little nervous But what else could I do With a killer at my back In a land controlled by Sioux 3 The day was cold and dry But the Sun was shining bright I had hoped to get this over with Before, being stuck here for the night The rocks ranged in color From purple to blood red And the jagged hills and cliffs Made the earth looked cut and bled It was a wonderment to me That creatures could survive Without water trees or plants It's amazing they're alive Then Bonny saw the first man High-up on a hill Snatch-up his rife with his hands And cocked it for the kill I did not see the man 'till I heard the rifle tattle As the silhouette slumped down And fell off of the saddle "Why'd you do that Billy Now they know that we're here" Then shots rang out, from the hill As I felt one graze my ear 4 He cocked his lever action As fast as He could shoot And two more shadows fell From their horses on that butte I rode like hell for cover And Billy followed suit And as we dove behind a rock I saw blood run down his boot I said Billy, "you've been hit" He said, "It's just a scratch" But I ripped the sleeve off my shirt And used it as a patch "Well, I stopped the bleeding, Billy But do you think that you can ride If your leg starts to numb You can loosen what I've tied" I turned to see our horses Were clearly out of reach And in the rife that I gave him Had one round left in its breach Then I heard the Outlaws yelling And their guns were blazing so I stepped out from behind the rock To face this evil foe 5 From behind the hillside A dozen rode towards me The red dust that they kicked up Made it hard for me it see The odds weren't in my favor Just one bullet for each man With my guns both fully loaded I prepared to make my stand As death was drawing nearer I watched my life pass by And it ended with the image Of me watching my son die The outlaws now were closer A blaze with all their guns While bullets whizzed around me My back now toward the sun I drew both my pistols Calm and slow, deliberately Then took real careful aim At the first two I could see Then cocked each hammer back And the squeezed each trigger tight I could not afford to miss Or waste a bullet in this fight Stay Tuned for the next issue BAD On BAD Appearing on this page Only !

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1 We've been riding now, for days On this dry and dusty plain Headed to a land, that's never tasted rain The posse has been thinning out As men head back to town So, that just leaves you and me To track these Outlaws down Standing on the rim of One of God forsaken places I'd probably let them go And just post pictures of there faces But they shot down my deputy Who was my youngest son So I'll ride right into hell 'Till I catch or kill each one I won't blame you, if you choose To turn and ride away For you'll probably end up dead If you follow me today All right then, Mount your pony And you better save your breath Here's an extra gun to tote And a tin star for your chest 2 Don't worry 'bout me Sheriff I know that I am young But there's one thing that I'm good at Is using these here guns I know there is a danger Don't think that I'm insane You may have, been a Ranger But, William Bonny is my name Well Kid, if that's true You best have seven lives 'Cause you're gonna use up six today In order to survive Put your rifle cross your lap Keep your pistol left untied And when the shooting starts Be prepared like hell, to ride The Kid was really smart He followed what I said As we rode our ponies down the slope To an ancient river bed I got a little nervous But what else could I do With a killer at my back In a land controlled by Sioux 3 The day was cold and dry But the Sun was shining bright I had hoped to get this over with Before, being stuck here for the night The rocks ranged in color From purple to blood red And the jagged hills and cliffs Made the earth looked cut and bled It was a wonderment to me That creatures could survive Without water trees or plants It's amazing they're alive Then Bonny saw the first man High-up on a hill Snatch-up his rife with his hands And cocked it for the kill I did not see the man 'till I heard the rifle tattle As the silhouette slumped down And fell off of the saddle "Why'd you do that Billy Now they know that we're here" Then shots rang out, from the hill As I felt one graze my ear 4 He cocked his lever action As fast as He could shoot And two more shadows fell From their horses on that butte I rode like hell for cover And Billy followed suit And as we dove behind a rock I saw blood run down his boot I said Billy, "you've been hit" He said, "It's just a scratch" But I ripped the sleeve off my shirt And used it as a patch "Well, I stopped the bleeding, Billy But do you think that you can ride If your leg starts to numb You can loosen what I've tied" I turned to see our horses Were clearly out of reach And in the rife that I gave him Had one round left in its breach Then I heard the Outlaws yelling And their guns were blazing so I stepped out from behind the rock To face this evil foe 5 From behind the hillside A dozen rode towards me The red dust that they kicked up Made it hard for me it see The odds weren't in my favor Just one bullet for each man With my guns both fully loaded I prepared to make my stand As death was drawing nearer I watched my life pass by And it ended with the image Of me watching my son die The outlaws now were closer A blaze with all their guns While bullets whizzed around me My back now toward the sun I drew both my pistols Calm and slow, deliberately Then took real careful aim At the first two I could see Then cocked each hammer back And the squeezed each trigger tight I could not afford to miss Or waste a bullet in this fight Stay Tuned for the next issue BAD On BAD Appearing on this page Only !