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As I went now for to take a little walk,I came upon that Wild Bill JonesHe was a`walkin` and a`talkin` by my true lover`s sideAnd I bid him to leave her aloneHe said my age is 21, too old to be controlledI pulled my revolver from my side,And I destroyed that poor boy`s soulHe reeled and he staggered and he fell to the groundAnd then he gave one dying moanHe wrapped his arms around my little girl`s neck,Sayin` Honey won`t ya take me home?So put them handcuffs on me boys,And lead me to that freight-car gateI have no friends or relations there,No one for to go my bailSo pass around that ole long-neck bottle And we`ll all go on a spree...Today saw the last of Wild Bill Jones,And tomorrow`ll be the last of me. Aus Songtexte Mania