I just seen trouble
Hes calling out your name tonite
Billy get your guns
You could walk away
But I know you were born to fight
So billy get your guns
The bandileros are strung out
In the promenade
Billy get your guns
Chorus
Billy get your guns
Theres trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the
Price of fame
And itll never change
Billy get your guns
Theres a whiskey bottle empty
Sittin on the bar
Billy get your guns
And some organ grinder singing
About some sucker moving on
Billy get your guns
All the whores are hanging out
Waiting to get paid
Billy get your guns
From some johnny on the spot
Who said hey keep the change baby
Billy get your guns
Theres trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the
Price of fame
And itll never change
They christened you with whiskey
And theres fire running through your veins
Well youre an outlaw just the same
And every night a bullet wears your name
Chorus
I've seen hangman dancing
Beneath the pale moonlight
Billy get your guns
And every stranger that you meet
Thinks its his lucky night
Billy get your guns
I don't envy you billy
But I want to say
You better get your guns
Cause every outlaw that's died
Will live to ride again
Billy get your guns
Billy get your guns
Theres trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the
Price of fame
And itll never change
Billy get your guns
