Wild Bill Jones - Sam Amidon
I was out
Out walking around at night
And I came upon wild bill Jones
He was walking
He was talking with the girl I loved
And I beat him for to leave her alone
He said young man
I'm twenty two
Too old for to be controlled
So I drew a revolver from my side
And I shot at the poor boy soul
Hoohoohho
He rambled and he scrambled all along the ground
And he let out a dreadful moan
He looked in the face of his darling true love
Saying honey you are left
All alone
Ohhoohohhoo
Got my money
In my pocket
And my pistol in my hand
Look for the man who made wild bill stand
Ohohoohooo
Ohohoohooo
Ohohoohooo
Ohohoohooo
