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...