I was out a walkin around one night and I met with old Wild Bill Jones
He was walkin' he was talkin' with the girl I love and I bid him for to leave her alone
He says young man I am twenty-one to old for to be controlled
I drew a revolver from my side, I destroyed one poor boys soul
He rambled and he scrambled all on the ground and gave one deathly moan
He looked in the face of his own true love, says oh darlin you are left alone.
Oh it's bring me a pillow for to lay down my head and a hammer to beat out my brains
Corn whiskey has destroyed my body poor boy, pretty women has run me deranged.

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