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As I went out for to take a little walk
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I came upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was walkin' and a-talkin' by my true lover's side
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And I bid him to leave her alone
[Banjo solo]
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He said, "My age is twenty-one,
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Too old to be controlled."
I pulled my revolver from my side
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And I destroyed that poor boy's soul
[Dobro solo]
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He reeled and he staggered then he fell to the ground
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And then he gave one dyin' moan
Well, he wrapped his arms around my little girl's neck
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Said "Honey, won't you take me home."
[Guitar solo]
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So put them handcuffs on me boys
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And lead me to that freight car gate
I have no friends or relations there
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No one for to go my bail
[Fiddle solo]
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So pass around that ol' longneck bottle
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And we'll all go on a spree
Today saw the last of Wild Bill Jones
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And tomorrow'll be the last of me
