Billy Dean - Billy the Kid [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Strapped on my holster low across my hips
Two Colt .45's with black plastic grips;
And I'd head west through our neighborhood
And they'd say
'Here comes young Billy and he's up to no good.'
I rode a trail through the neighbor's backyard
Shootin' the Bad Guys through my handlebars
Known for my bravery both far and near
Bein' late for supper was my only fear

I miss Billy the Kid!
The times that he had!
The life that he lived!
I guess he must've got caught
His innocence lost...
I wonder where he is?
I miss Billy the Kid!

These days I don't know whose side to be on;
There's such a thin line between Right and Wrong
I live and learn, do the best I can
But there's only so much you can do as a man

I miss Billy the Kid!
The times that he had!
The life that he lived!
I guess he must've got caught
His innocence lost...
Lord, I wonder where he is?
I miss Billy the Kid!