Do not talk about Doc anymore
cause Luke loosing his luck
and little Billy be ready to play the banjo
while he blow the harp
Hey, Man! Look to the Mexico,
where you could see a people drown on their beer
where kid grow with no fear
where some guy cheating their own dead
where the dead body is like a sleep guy
and some of them hang the life on their fedoras
Now Billy finished playing the banjo
He Walked to under the sun, swiping his boots
And the sheriff's revolver instanly lodged on his heart
He died and let the revolver snatch his life
but he never let everyone take his name
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Written by Myracle
