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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris LeDoux
Lead Vocals
Brent Rowan
Electric Guitar
Rob Hajacos
Fiddle
Mark Sissel
Electric Guitar
Bobby Jensen
Piano
Gary Bodily
Bass Guitar
K.W. Turnbow
Drums
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
Terry McMillan
Harmonica
Terry Crisp
Steel Guitar
Carl Marsh
Keyboards
Billy Livsey
Organ
Dennis Locorriere
Background Vocals
Dana Mcvicker
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Daniels
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gregg Brown
Producer
Jimmy Bowen
Producer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Robert Charles
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tony Collins
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mike Janis
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Hurley
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Glenn Meadows
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
In the southern part of Texas, East and West of El Paso
Where the mighty Franklin Mountains guard the trail to Mexico
There's a new made widow cryin' and a hearse a-rollin' slow
And I guess that devil's passed this way again
There's a lathered sorrel stallion runnin' through the Joshua trees
A young man in the saddle with his coattails in the breeze
Got a six gun on his right hip and a rifle at his knee
And he's dealin' in a game that he can't win
Poor Billy Bonney, you're only twenty-one
Pat Garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun
Each notch you carved on your six-gun's got a bloody tale to tell
You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of hell
Them fancy clothes you're wearin' and the women in your bed
Can't take away the faces of the men that you left dead
As you ride across the badlands with a price upon your head
Now that wheel of fortune starts to turn
Your reputation's grown 'til it's the biggest in the land
And there ain't a lot of people left who wanna call your hand
And I guess you'll go down shootin' just like all brand of men
When you shake hands with the devil, you get burned
Poor Billy Bonney, you're only twenty-one
Pat Garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun
Each notch you carved on your six-gun's got a bloody tale to tell
You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of hell
Poor Billy Bonney, you're only twenty-one
Pat Garrett's got your name on every bullet in his gun
Each notch you carved on your six-gun's got a bloody tale to tell
You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of hell
Writer(s): Charlie Daniels
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