Strapped on my holster

low across my hips

Two Colt .45's with white plastic grips

And I'd head west

through our neighborhood

And they'd say, "Here comes young

Billy and he's up to no good"

I rode a trail through

the neighbor's back yard

Shooting the bad guys

through my handlebars

Known for my bravery both far and near

Being late for supper was my only fear

I miss Billy the kid

The times that he had,

the life that he lived

I guess he must've got caught,

his innocence lost

I wonder where he is

I miss Billy the kid

These days I don't know

whose side to be on

There's such a thin line

between right and wrong

I live and learn, do the best I can

There's only so much you can do as a man

I miss Billy the kid

The times that he had,

the life that he lived

I guess he must've got caught,

his innocence lost

Lord, I wonder where he is

I miss Billy the kid

I miss Billy the kid

The times that he had,

the life that he lived

I guess he must've got caught,

his innocence lost

Lord, I wonder where he is

I miss Billy the kid