Sheb Wooley - Story Of Billy Bardell lyrics

Billy Bardell was a hard ridin' stranger That came to the cow camp that day The glint of the sun on his low hangin' gun Told a tale of a man on the run (Run) Billy (run) Billy (run) Billy (run) Billy run (Run Billy run) For as you live you will die you will die by the gun Said his horse had give out and he'd liked a fresh mount Any price that we'd ask he would pay So we bade him get down throw his pack on the ground And we'd soon have him back on his way As he slowly got down he fell to the ground And his face was so pallid and pale Said I've run out out of luck I got shot in the gut And the posse is hot on my trail (Run) Billy (run) Billy (run) Billy (run) Billy run... Then a poster he showed told the reason he rode One thousand in cash was the price This poor skinny kid had a price on his head And the poster read dead or alive In the story he told how his mother was old And her eyesight was fast growin' dim He asked us to claim the reward in her name And not tell her it was for him (Run) Billy (run) Billy (run) Billy (run) Billy run... Then from the distance the poundin' of hoofbeats There came the posse in sight Billy Bardell as he looked toward heaven Said I'll ride a new range tonight (Run) Billy (run) Billy (run) Billy (run) Billy run