Lyrics Billy Gilman – Billy The Kid
Text:
Racing down the highway
Road’s open wide
A modern-day young gun
On a steel horse ride
Feeling like an outlaw I’m Billy the kid
Makin’ most of this moment
‘Cause who knows when it will all end
Makin’ most of this moment
‘Cause who knows when it will all end
Always on the run
And whatever comes
I’m stickin’ to my guns
Chorus
They still call me Billy the kid
I’m still wanted for what I did
The price of fame is on my head
Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid
Been told many times
To get outta town
I could walk away, baby
But I was born to fight
And I still believe
The west can be born to fight
And I still believe
The west can be won
I’ll keep chasing those sunsets
With an angel riding shotgun
Papers say I’m dead
But I ain’t buried yet
Still got bullets left
Chorus
They still call me Billy the kid
I’m still wanted for what I did
The price of fame is on my head
Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid
The price of fame is on my head
Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid
Album
Billy Gilman – Billy Gilman - Billy Gilman
Billy Gilman – We Go On
Billy Gilman – Young Love
Billy Gilman – I Will
Billy Gilman – If You Could See Yourself In My Eyes
Billy Gilman – Almost Over (Getting Over You)
Billy Gilman – Easy
Billy Gilman – Clueless
Billy Gilman – Designated Driver
Billy Gilman – Gonna Find Love
Billy Gilman – Let Me Remind You Again
Billy Gilman – Southern Star
Billy Gilman – Billy The Kid