Billy The Kid - Billy Gilman

Racing down the highway

Road’s open wide

A modern-day young gun

On a steel horse ride

Feeling like an outlaw I’m Billy the kid

Makin' most of this moment

'Cause who knows when it will all end

Always on the run

And whatever comes

I’m stickin' to my guns

They still call me Billy the kid

I’m still wanted for what I did

The price of fame is on my head

Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid

Been told many times

To get outta town

I could walk away, baby

But I was born to fight

And I still believe

The west can be born to fight

And I still believe

The west can be won

I’ll keep chasing those sunsets

With an angel riding shotgun

Papers say I’m dead

But I ain’t buried yet

Still got bullets left

They still call me Billy the kid

I’m still wanted for what I did

The price of fame is on my head

Can’t shoot down old Billy the kid