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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBilly Get Your Guns
I just seen troubleHe's calling out your name tonightBilly get your gunsYou could walk awayBut I know you were born to fightSo Billy get your gunsThe bandileros are strung outIn the promenadeBilly get your gunsChorusBilly get your gunsThere's trouble blowing like a hurricaneBilly get your gunsThat's the price on your head for thePrice of fameAnd it'll never changeBilly get your gunsThere's a whiskey bottle emptySittin' on the barBilly get your gunsAnd some organ grinder singingAbout some sucker moving onBilly get your gunsAll the whores are hanging outWaiting to get paidBilly get your gunsFrom some Johnny on the spotWho said hey keep the change babyBilly get your gunsThere's trouble blowing like a hurricaneBilly get your gunsThat's the price on your head for thePrice of fameAnd it'll never change
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