Letra de Billy Mclain - Charley Crockett

Rode out to Wilsall

Pour the round up

Where you can't win if you fall

A little later on

Down at Bank Bar

Miss Candy poured him something strong

And he got restless

Drove up to Ringling

Chasin' cousin Jimmy, and his ghost

Uncle Kurt, he

Kept tellin' stories

Of bein' thrown off of his horse

Hung his own rope, in Oklahoma

'Bout took it all in Santa Fe

There in the darkness

It all looks so inviting

The Life and Times, of Billy McLane

He spend a lot of time, thinkin' 'bout Jesus

And all of the trials that he put him through

Some people love to tell ya, to live more like him

Then get mad when you do

I ain't nobody, just another traveler

Tryin' not to get killed, by his name

Just coming in from the unknown country

Pleased to meet ya, I'm Billy McLane

Those Albequerque lights, sold him his fortune

Held at Four Corners, he got away

Sometimes the truth, boys

Is stranger than fiction

In the Life and Times

Of Billy McLane

Life and Times of Billy McLane

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