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From a town known as wheeling, west virginia

  Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand

  And his daring life of crime

  Made him a legend in his time

  East and west of the rio grande

  Well, he started with a bank in colorado

  In the pocket of his vest, a colt he hid

  And his age and his size

  Took the teller by surprise

  And the word spread of billy the kid

Well, he never traveled heavy

  Yes, he always rode alone

  And he soon put many older guns to shame

  And he never had a sweetheart

  And he never had a home

  But the cowboy and the rancher knew his name