Billie Joe the Madman

In the heart of Dixie
Where the sun don't shine too bright
Lives a man named Billy Joe
With devilish eyes and a sly grin tight
He's got a bottle in one hand
And his shotgun close at hand
A life filled with sin and sorrow
Since he was just a young man
Billy Joe ain't no saint but
He sure knows how to have fun
With whiskey flowing like water
From his still deep within the swampy land
He rules over this backwoods kingdom
Without fear or remorse
For every soul that crosses his path
Is another story untold or retold!
One fateful night, a stranger came to town
With trouble in his eyes
Looking for a fight and ready to cause chaos
Under the moonlit skies
Billy Joe saw through his lies
And knew this man was not here to stay

So he picked up his pistol with steady hands
As they squared off that day!

The air grew thick with tension
Like an electric storm about to break

As Billy Joe pulled back the hammer
On that old revolver of his snake
A single shot rang out across
The quiet night sending blood spatter high

And when it was over all that remained was
Silence and one more soul left behind to die

Billy Joe ain't no saint
But he sure knows how to have fun

With whiskey flowing like water
From his still deep within the swampy land
He rules over this backwoods kingdom
Without fear or remorse

For every soul that crosses his path
Is another story untold or retold!
The townsfolk whisper about him
In hushed tones behind closed doors
Wondering if they'll ever be next
When Billy Joe decides to roar

But for now, he reigns supreme
In his dark and twisted domain
A hillbilly redneck king with
No one left to claim
In the heart of Dixie
, where the sun don't shine too bright
Lives a man named Billy Joe
With devilish eyes and a sly grin tight
He's got a bottle in one hand
And his shotgun close at hand
A life filled with sin and sorrow
Since he was just a young man
Billy Joe ain't no saint
But he sure knows how to have fun

With whiskey flowing like water
From his still deep within the swampy land
He rules over this backwoods kingdom

Without fear or remorse

For every soul that crosses his path
Is another story untold or retold!
One fateful night
A stranger came to town
With trouble in his eyes

Looking for a fight and ready to cause chaos
Under the moonlit skies

Billy Joe saw through his lies and knew this
Man was not here to stay

So he picked up his pistol with steady hands
As they squared off that day!
The air grew thick with tension like an electric
Storm about to break

As Billy Joe pulled back the hammer on that
Old revolver of his snake
A single shot rang out across the quiet night
Sending blood spatter high

And when it was over all that remained was
Silence and one more soul left behind to die