[Intro – Twangy Telecaster, Galloping Bass, Accordion Flourish] Well, the sun went down on a dusty street Boot heels clicking to a two-step beat The sheriff yelled, “Don't let him get away!” But Billy the Kid had other plans that day! [Verse 1 – Gritty Male Country Vocal] He rode into town on a midnight mare Black hat low, with a devil-may-care stare Had a price on his head from Santa Fe And a dozen old scores he still had to pay I was sitting at the bar with a whiskey grin When the swinging doors came crashing in He said, “Which one of you boys wants to die?” I stood right up and looked him in the eye [Pre-Chorus – Snare Build, Accordion Stabs] The room went quiet, the cards fell down Dust rolled slowly across the town He reached for his iron, I made my stand Two hard men with fate in their hands [Chorus – Full Tex-Mex Country Band] I shot Billy the Kid! That's the story they tell One went down in the dust One rode out of hell ¡Ay, Hear the accordion cry With the desert wind blowing and the vultures up high I shot Billy the Kid! Now the legend won't die [Verse 2 – Driving Two-Step, Twangy Guitar] By the next sunrise, the rumors had spread Some said he was gone, some said he was dead The sheriff came knocking, wanted my side I said, “Ask the good Lord; I got nothing to hide” A gambler swore I cheated at cards A dancehall queen said I'd gone too hard But the truth gets twisted when a legend gets big And every fool in town had a story to give [Pre-Chorus – Accordion and Guitar Exchange] The room went quiet, the cards fell down Dust rolled slowly across the town One shot rang out, then the whole world froze And nobody knows how the real story goes [Chorus – Bigger Harmonies, Mexican Gritos] I shot Billy the Kid! That's the story they tell One went down in the dust One rode out of hell ¡Ay, Hear the accordion cry With the desert wind blowing and the vultures up high I shot Billy the Kid! Now the legend won't die ¡Échale! [Extended Accordion Solo – 24 Bars] [Fiery Tex-Mex button accordion takes center stage Rapid conjunto runs over a fast two-step groove Telecaster answers with sharp Bakersfield licks Walking bass, punchy drums, fiddle flourishes Build to a dramatic accordion finale] [Bridge – Half-Time Western Guitar, Spoken Vocal] Now, I never claimed to be a saint And history paints what history ain't Some say Billy escaped that night Some swear they saw him riding out of sight So raise your glass to the tales we spin Where the bad man loses and the good man wins But if you ask me what really went down I'll tell you my version in the next saloon in town! [Final Chorus – Full Band, Maximum Dancehall Energy] I shot Billy the Kid! That's the story they tell One went down in the dust One rode out of hell ¡Ay, Let the accordion fly Let the Telecaster scream and the fiddle reply I shot Billy the Kid! Now the legend won't die I shot Billy the Kid! Or that's what they say In a town full of outlaws Truth rides away! [Outro – Accordion Flourish, Sharp Guitar Stop] Well, that's my story, boys And I'm sticking to it! [Final accordion run and tight band stop]
