Wild Bill

Now we all know that story The one we like so much Of a man that you cannot kill Well, his gun is his word And he goes with the birds And his name is Wild Bill He has the measure of the beast That thing from way out East Where the maidens fall Like firecracker trees For the West is the best In life and no death And Bill is bringing nature to her knees When the day comes he’ll be ready Locked and loaded, hand is steady In the night-time, firе burning Through the darkness Bill returning Lovе him in the morning Love him in the evening Love him when his chickens all come home All the women at the Ivy And the old folks going politely They make young Wild Bill feel so alone Now he’s riding in the desert Pistol on his hip Thunder rolling heavy on his trail Fear is the spring Of sex, war, everything And the reason Bill is riding for the grail When the day comes he’ll be ready Locked and loaded, hand is steady In the night-time, fire burning Through the darkness, Bill returning Now you know what I want to hear Say my name Wild Bill (Wild Bill) Wild Bill (Wild Bill) Wild Bill (Wild Bill) When the day comes When the night comes When the day comes...