Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Billy 4, artist - Bob Dylan. Date of issue: 12.07.1973
Song language: English
Billy 4 |
| There’s guns across the river about to pound you |
| There’s a lawman on your trail like to surround you |
| Bounty hunters are dancing all around you |
| Billy, they don’t like you to be so free |
| Camping out all night on the veranda |
| Walking in the streets down by the hacienda |
| Up to Boot Hill the like to send you |
| Billy, don’t you turn your back on me |
| There’s mills inside the minds of crazy faces |
| Bullet holes and rifles in their cases |
| There is always one more notch in four more aces |
| Billy, and you’re playing all alone |
| Playing around with some sweet signorita |
| Into her dark chamber she will greet you |
| In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you |
| Billy, and you’re going all alone |
| They say that Pat Garrett’s got your number |
| So sleep with one eye open, when you wander |
| Every little sound just might be thunder |
| Thunder from the barrel of his gun |
| There’s always another stranger sneaking glances |
| Some trigger-happy fool willing to take chances |
| Some old whore from San Pedro’ll make advances |
| Advances on your spirit and your soul |
| The businessmen from Taos want you to go down |
| So they’ve hired mister Garrett, he’ll force you to slow down |
| Billy, don’t let it make you feel so low down |
| To be hunted by the man who was your friend |
| So hang on to your woman, if you got one |
| Remember in El Paso once you shot one |
| I’ll be in Santa Fe about one |
| Billy, you’ve been running for so long |
| Gypsy queens will play your grand finale |
| Way down in some Tularosa alley |
| Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley |
| Billy, you’re so far away from home |
| Billy, you’re so far away from home |