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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBilly
Billy left on Friday night with twenty dollars cashHad a thousand more and a diamond on his handWhen he got backI don't know just where Billy got that doughSaturday he spent in styleDrinks were on the houseLincoln here, and a Jackson thereSuspicions were arousedA dime was dropped and a name was namedA body soon was foundA travelin' Bilble salesman on his monthly trip to townThree bullet holesA .38 done took his soulWhat do you knowNo diamond ring no money rollA quick investigationThey dragged Billy to the stationAnd broke him down with the third degreeHis alibi unraveledJudge Riley banged his gavelA 12-man jury all agreedSo he must be guiltyI knew Billy spent that nightWinning big at cardsAnd the salesman was a married manWho broke my sisters heartBilly sits in LevenworthWaiting for the gasAnd I know lots of other thingsBut no one ever askedSo they'll never knowSwear to God they'll never knowCase is closed, that's how the story will be told
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