Pat Green Lyrics

Album: Here We Go

Me And Billy The Kid Lyrics

Me and Billy the Kid, we never got along. I didn't like the way he cocked his 

hat and he wore his gun all wrong. We had the same girlfriend and he never 

forgot it. She had a qute little chiwawa 'till one day he up and shot it. He 

road the hard country, down the New Mexico line. He had a silver pocket watch 

he never did wind. He crippled a piano player for playin his favorite song. Yah 

Me and Billy the Kid, we never got along.

Me and Billy the Kid, we never got along. I didn't like the way he buckled his 

belt and wore his gun all wrong. He was bad to the bone, all hopped up on 

speed. I would'a left him alone if it weren't for that sinorita, but he gave 

her silver and he paid her hotle bills. It was knew that she loved him she said 

she always will. Well I'd go and see her, whenever Billy was gone. Yah Me and 

Billy the Kid, we never got along.

Yah Me and Billy the Kid, we never got along. I didn't like the way he tied his 

shoes and he wore his gun all wrong. One day I told Billy man I got this 

foolproof scheme, we're gonna rob the Wells fargo, she's bustin at the seams. 

Well I new that I'd framed him but didn't feel bad, cause the way that I was 

livin was drivin me mad. Billy went for his gun, but his gun was on all wrong. 

Yah Me and Billy the Kid, we never got along.

Yah Me and Billy the Kid, we never got along. I sure liked the way he swayed in 

the wind when I played his favorite song. And my girlfriend sings harmony to La 

Cuca Ratcha. We sit and wind that pocket watch and we pet her new chiwawa. 

Moved into a hotle, got a room with a shower. I lie and listen to that watch 

tick hour after hour. And outside the wind, it's bolwin on so sound. Yah Me and 

Billy the Kid, we never got along.