Wild Bill Jones

I was out walking around one night
And i came upon wild bill jones
He was walking, he was talking with the girl i loved
And i begged him for to leave her alone
He said young man i am 22
Too old for to be controlled
So i drew a revolver from my side
And i shot at the poor boy’s soul
He rambled and he scrambled all around the ground
And he let out a dreadful moan
He looked in the face of his darling true love
Saying honey, you are left alone
Got my money in my pocket
And my pistol in my hand
Look for the man who made wild bill still