Billy The Kid

I'll s()of Billy the Kid, I'll s()deeds that he did, ()ong time ago, when a m()rty-four. When B()very young lad, in ()went to the bad, way o()gun in his hand, at the ()st man. Fair M() guitars and sing, a s()boy bandit king, who () reached its sad end, had a n() men. Twas () poor Billy died, he ()not satisfied, tw() put bullets through, Sh()-two." Now th()Kid met his fate, the br() hour was late, shot d()once was his friend, the yo() end. There's m()a face fine and fair, who st()chance to be square, but j()wanders astray, and l() way.