Written by Bob Dylan
G C G There's guns across the river aimin' at ya G C G Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya C G Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya D G Billy, they don't like you to be so free. G C G Campin' out all night on the berenda G C G Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda C G Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya D G Billy, don't you turn your back on me G C G Playin' around with some sweet senorita G C G Into her dark hallway she will lead ya C G In some lonesome shadows she will greet ya D G Billy, you're so far away from home. G C G There's eyes behind the mirrors in empty places G C G Bullet holes and scars between the spaces C G There's always one more notch and ten more paces D G Billy, and you're walkin' all alone G C G They say that Pat Garrett's got your number G C G So sleep with one eye open when you slumber C G Every little sound just might be thunder D G Thunder from the barrel of his gun G C G Guitars will play your grand finale G C G Down in some Tularosa alley, C G Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley D G Billy, you're so far away from home. D G There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances G C G Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances G C G And some old whore from San Pedro to make advances C G Advances on your spirit and your soul. D G The businessmen from Taos want you to go down G C G They've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown G C G Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-down C G To be shot down by the man who was your friend D G Hang on to your woman if you got one G C G Remember in El Paso, once, you shot one G C G She may have been a whore, but she was a hot one C G Billy, you been runnin' for so long. D G Guitars will play your grand finale G C G Down in some Tularosa alley G C G Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley C G Billy, you're so far away from home. C G There's guns across the river about to pound you D G There's a lawman on your trail like to surround you G C G Bounty hunters are dancing all around you G C G Billy, they don't like you to be so free. C G Camping out all night on the veranda D G Walking in the streets down by the hacienda G C G Up to Boot Hill the like to send you G C G Billy, don't you turn your back on me. C G There's mills inside the minds of crazy faces D G Bullet holes and rifles in their cases G C G There is always one more notch in four more aces G C G Billy, and you're playing all alone. C G Playing around with some sweet signorita D G Into her dark chamber she will greet you G C G In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you G C G Billy, and you're going all alone C G They say that Pat Garrett's got your number D G So sleep with one eye open, when you Wander G C G Every little sound just might be thunder G C G Thunder from the barrel of his gun. C G There's always another stranger sneaking glances D G Some trigger-happy fool willing to take chances G C G Some old whore from San Pedro'll make advances G C G Advances on your spirit and your soul C G The businessmen from Taos want you to go down D G So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down G C G Billy, don't let it make you feel so low down G C G To be hunted by the man who was your friend C G So hang on to your woman, if you got one D G Remember in El Paso once you shot one G C G I'll be in Santa Fe about one G C G Billy, you've been running for so long. C G Gypsy queens will play your grand finale D G Way down in some Tularosa alley G C G Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley G C G Billy, you're so far away from home G C G Billy, you're so far away from home
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