Billy The Kid Lyrics

Song	Billy The Kid
Artist	YoungStar
Album	Mellow Candle
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	[ar:Mr. J Medeiros]
	[ti:Billy The Kid]
[00:25.53]	When he was young he use to play with toy guns
[00:28.30]	He’d say it was for fun but really it was the feel of it
[00:31.07]	He acted silly but Billy loved the appeal of it
[00:32.68]	Though its just plastic his roles got drastic
[00:34.14]	Sound effects would blow he’d black mask it
[00:38.22]	Around his neck would glow that classic Rambo medallion
[00:40.09]	He use to dream of Lambo’s, Italian Mafioso, Commando, battalions
[00:44.37]	He would lead them through the dark of winter
[00:49.00]	He would leave them when his mom had started dinner
[00:51.77]	At the table with his bleeding elbows
[00:53.18]	Even when eating he needed his G.I. Joe’s
[00:56.56]	By his side guarding his pride
[00:58.72]	A soldier or a poet it got harder to decide
[01:02.34]	The fun ends as the evening unravels
[01:04.78]	A young mans ego so fragile
[01:26.98]	A now he’s hitting his teens still drifting in between
[01:29.95]	Wanting to be a writer wanting to be a fighter
[01:32.37]	He’s starting to wonder which was mightier
[01:34.94]	And found one
[01:36.86]	The difference between Martin and Malcolm
[01:38.82]	He couldn’t see it in the outcome
[01:40.64]	They didn't live to see it
[01:42.15]	Now how come
[01:43.11]	Was the thought he saw the ones who fought
[01:45.12]	He saw the ones who got caught in their cross fire
[01:48.14]	His boss fired him and the cause
[01:50.46]	He was reading Che Guevara instead of him parking cars
[01:53.28]	Who writes the laws who enforces them
[01:54.79]	Born to win, born to loose, born again
[01:58.51]	Mortal men with an ego so fragile
[02:00.93]	Reading as the meaning unravels
[02:02.94]	Was it a bullet to the head or the words to the brain
[02:06.70]	That brought about more change
[02:49.43]	It’s been a long time since the toy guns and the acting bigger
[02:52.60]	Active trigger now he a real action figure
[02:54.92]	The military made it harder to decide
[02:57.08]	A soldier and a poet now the poet guards his pride
[02:59.55]	You see his views we see them on the evening news
[03:02.62]	We read the words found hidden in his B.D.U.’s
[03:05.40]	We loose sight with an eye for an eye
[03:07.36]	Were the last words written on the night that he died
[03:10.83]	In a book they gave to his son the day he turned 21
[03:14.61]	The day he learned of young men who have come to an end
[03:17.93]	Of his father who held his gun but held harder to his pen
[03:20.50]	A martyr born again every time his book was opened
[03:22.42]	And the mind that provoked it
[03:25.29]	Was it the words from his hands or the bullet from a gun
[03:28.72]	That kept a man alive for his son

	ar: Mr. J Medeiros
	ti: Billy The Kid
[00:25.53]	When he was young he use to play with toy guns
[00:28.30]	He' d say it was for fun but really it was the feel of it
[00:31.07]	He acted silly but Billy loved the appeal of it
[00:32.68]	Though its just plastic his roles got drastic
[00:34.14]	Sound effects would blow he' d black mask it
[00:38.22]	Around his neck would glow that classic Rambo medallion
[00:40.09]	He use to dream of Lambo' s, Italian Mafioso, Commando, battalions
[00:44.37]	He would lead them through the dark of winter
[00:49.00]	He would leave them when his mom had started dinner
[00:51.77]	At the table with his bleeding elbows
[00:53.18]	Even when eating he needed his G. I. Joe' s
[00:56.56]	By his side guarding his pride
[00:58.72]	A soldier or a poet it got harder to decide
[01:02.34]	The fun ends as the evening unravels
[01:04.78]	A young mans ego so fragile
[01:26.98]	A now he' s hitting his teens still drifting in between
[01:29.95]	Wanting to be a writer wanting to be a fighter
[01:32.37]	He' s starting to wonder which was mightier
[01:34.94]	And found one
[01:36.86]	The difference between Martin and Malcolm
[01:38.82]	He couldn' t see it in the outcome
[01:40.64]	They didn' t live to see it
[01:42.15]	Now how come
[01:43.11]	Was the thought he saw the ones who fought
[01:45.12]	He saw the ones who got caught in their cross fire
[01:48.14]	His boss fired him and the cause
[01:50.46]	He was reading Che Guevara instead of him parking cars
[01:53.28]	Who writes the laws who enforces them
[01:54.79]	Born to win, born to loose, born again
[01:58.51]	Mortal men with an ego so fragile
[02:00.93]	Reading as the meaning unravels
[02:02.94]	Was it a bullet to the head or the words to the brain
[02:06.70]	That brought about more change
[02:49.43]	It' s been a long time since the toy guns and the acting bigger
[02:52.60]	Active trigger now he a real action figure
[02:54.92]	The military made it harder to decide
[02:57.08]	A soldier and a poet now the poet guards his pride
[02:59.55]	You see his views we see them on the evening news
[03:02.62]	We read the words found hidden in his B. D. U.' s
[03:05.40]	We loose sight with an eye for an eye
[03:07.36]	Were the last words written on the night that he died
[03:10.83]	In a book they gave to his son the day he turned 21
[03:14.61]	The day he learned of young men who have come to an end
[03:17.93]	Of his father who held his gun but held harder to his pen
[03:20.50]	A martyr born again every time his book was opened
[03:22.42]	And the mind that provoked it
[03:25.29]	Was it the words from his hands or the bullet from a gun
[03:28.72]	That kept a man alive for his son

	ar: Mr. J Medeiros
	ti: Billy The Kid
[00:25.53]	When he was young he use to play with toy guns
[00:28.30]	He' d say it was for fun but really it was the feel of it
[00:31.07]	He acted silly but Billy loved the appeal of it
[00:32.68]	Though its just plastic his roles got drastic
[00:34.14]	Sound effects would blow he' d black mask it
[00:38.22]	Around his neck would glow that classic Rambo medallion
[00:40.09]	He use to dream of Lambo' s, Italian Mafioso, Commando, battalions
[00:44.37]	He would lead them through the dark of winter
[00:49.00]	He would leave them when his mom had started dinner
[00:51.77]	At the table with his bleeding elbows
[00:53.18]	Even when eating he needed his G. I. Joe' s
[00:56.56]	By his side guarding his pride
[00:58.72]	A soldier or a poet it got harder to decide
[01:02.34]	The fun ends as the evening unravels
[01:04.78]	A young mans ego so fragile
[01:26.98]	A now he' s hitting his teens still drifting in between
[01:29.95]	Wanting to be a writer wanting to be a fighter
[01:32.37]	He' s starting to wonder which was mightier
[01:34.94]	And found one
[01:36.86]	The difference between Martin and Malcolm
[01:38.82]	He couldn' t see it in the outcome
[01:40.64]	They didn' t live to see it
[01:42.15]	Now how come
[01:43.11]	Was the thought he saw the ones who fought
[01:45.12]	He saw the ones who got caught in their cross fire
[01:48.14]	His boss fired him and the cause
[01:50.46]	He was reading Che Guevara instead of him parking cars
[01:53.28]	Who writes the laws who enforces them
[01:54.79]	Born to win, born to loose, born again
[01:58.51]	Mortal men with an ego so fragile
[02:00.93]	Reading as the meaning unravels
[02:02.94]	Was it a bullet to the head or the words to the brain
[02:06.70]	That brought about more change
[02:49.43]	It' s been a long time since the toy guns and the acting bigger
[02:52.60]	Active trigger now he a real action figure
[02:54.92]	The military made it harder to decide
[02:57.08]	A soldier and a poet now the poet guards his pride
[02:59.55]	You see his views we see them on the evening news
[03:02.62]	We read the words found hidden in his B. D. U.' s
[03:05.40]	We loose sight with an eye for an eye
[03:07.36]	Were the last words written on the night that he died
[03:10.83]	In a book they gave to his son the day he turned 21
[03:14.61]	The day he learned of young men who have come to an end
[03:17.93]	Of his father who held his gun but held harder to his pen
[03:20.50]	A martyr born again every time his book was opened
[03:22.42]	And the mind that provoked it
[03:25.29]	Was it the words from his hands or the bullet from a gun
[03:28.72]	That kept a man alive for his son

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