Wild Bill Jones

As I was a walking around one night
I met with old Wild Bill Jones
He was walking and a talking with the woman that I love
And I bid him for to leave her alone

He said young man I am twenty-two
Too old for to be controlled
So I drew a revolver from my side
And I tore up on poor boys soul

He rambled and he scrambled all around the town
And he let out one final moan
And he looked in the eyes of the woman that I love
And said "darling you are left alone"

With my money in my pocket and my pistol in my hand,
I'm the man that made old wild Bill stand



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional / Dp, Martin Simpson
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