Silence
In the steps of no-man's land
Camp fire, the smell of prairie wind
Men surround the blaze
Drink booze recall the day
'Til a strangers voice rings out to pray the sin

"The man who pulls his gun'd be dead
before he moves the trigger"
Scared to death no one dared to breathe
Billy took their money
Burst into ringing laughter
Stole a horse and left the shattered scene

Billy the Kid, beast of prey that won't be tamed
Billy the Kid, loved the thrill of deadly games

Wanted
For the men he'd killed in vain
A thousand dollars cash on Billy's head
Hunted by a star
For the lives he'd left in pain
And the day they met the outlaw lost the game

The marshal held his gun
Aimed at Billy's head with laughter
But the youngster was to proud for given' in
Billy felt no pain
But he was shot, the law was faster
Falling to his knees he hit the trail

Billy the Kid, beast of prey that won't be tamed
Billy the Kid, loved the thrill of deadly games
Billy the Kid, a youngster and hie deadly gun
Billy the Kid, a lonely hero on the run

The killing and the blood for golden dreams
A senseless war
An endless fight the youngster couldn't win
A hundred times before he'd died
He knocked on heaven's door
'Til his maker opened up to lead him in.

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ROLF KASPAREK, RUEDIGER DREFFEIN