Billy, they don't like you to be so free
Campin' out all night on the veranda
Dealin' cards till dawn in the hacienda
Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya
Billy, don't you turn your back on me
Playin' around with some sweet senorita
Into her dark hallway she will lead ya
To the shadows of the mesa she will greet ya
Billy, you're so far away from home
Finish with another instrumental verse with harmonica
There's guns across the river aimin' at ya
Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya
Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya
Billy, they don't like you to be so free
Campin' out all night on the veranda
Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda
Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya
Billy, don't you turn your back on me
There's mirrors inside the minds of crazy faces
Bullet holes and rifles in their cases
There's always one more notch and four more aces
Billy, and you're playin' all alone
Playin' around with some sweet senorita
Into her dark hallway she will lead ya
In the shadows of the mesa she will greet ya
Billy, you've been runnin' for so long
They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
So sleep with one eye open when you wonder
If every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun
Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
Way down in some Tularosa alley
Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley
In the days when you were better known
The businessmen from Taos want you to go down
So they've hired Mister Garrett to force you to slow down
Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-down
To be hunted by the man who was your friend?
So hang on to your woman if you got one
Remember in El Paso, once, you shot one
Way up in Santa Fe she was a hot one
Billy, you been runnin' for so long
Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
Billy, you been so far from home
Billy, you're so far away from home
BD: "Was that any good?"
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There's guns across the river, like to pound you
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Lawman on your trail like to surround you
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Bounty hunters dancin' all around you
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Billy, they don't like you to be so free
Campin' out all night on the veranda
Walkin' the streets down by the hacienda
Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya
Billy, don't you turn your back on me
There's mirrors inside the minds of crazy faces
Bullet holes and rifles in their cases
There's always one more notch and four more aces
Billy, and you're playin' all alone
Playin' around with some sweet senorita
Into her dark chamber she will greet ya
In the shadows of the mesa she will lead ya
Billy, and you're goin' all alone
They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
So sleep with one eye open when you wonder
If every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun
There's always another stranger sneakin' glances
Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances
And some old whore from San Pedro to make advances
Advances on your spirit and your soul
The businessmen from Taos want you to go down
So they've hired Mister Garrett to force you to slow down
Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-down
To be hunted by the man who was your friend?
So hang on to your woman if you got one
Remember in El Paso, once, you shot one
Up in Santa Fe you bought one
Billy, you been runnin' for so long
Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
Way down in some Tularosa alley
Maybe in the Rio Pecos valley
Billy, you're so far away from home
Billy, you're so far away from home
Billy, you're so far away from home
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Spend the night with some sweet senorita
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Into her dark hallway she will lead ya
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In some lonesome shadow she might greet ya
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Billy, you're so doggone far away from home
They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
Sleep with one eye open when you slumber
Every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun
Maybe you will find yourself tomorrow
Drinkin' in some bar to hide your sorrow
Spendin' the time that you borrow
Figuring a way to get back home
Cantina Theme (Workin' For The Law)
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River Theme
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Knockin' On Heaven's Door
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Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Outtake from album sessions (Feb 1973)
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I don't need them anymore
Long black train is comin' round
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, take this badge off of me
I don't need it anymore
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That long black train is comin' round
I'm knockin' up on heaven's door
Live 1974 (Before the Flood)
Mama wipe the blood from my face
I'm sick and tired of the war
Got a lone black feelin', and it's hard to trace
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Mama take these bells out of my ears
I can't hear them anymore
They're bringin' me down and givin' me tears
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Boston 21-Nov-1975
Mama wipe the blood off of my face
I can't see through it anymore
I need someone to talk to, and a new hiding place
I feel like I'm knocking on heaven's door
Mama I can hear that thunder roar
Echoin' down from God's distant shore
I can hear 'em callin' for my soul
Feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Madison Square Garden, 08-Dec-1975
Mama take these tears out of my eyes
I can't see through them anymore
Just for once, I'd like to see the sunrise
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Earl's Court, London 28-Jun-1981
Mama tow my barge down to sea
Pull it down from shore to shore
Two brown eyes are lookin' at me
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Goin' down by that road
Feelin' down and more and more
Take the train by... ???
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Earl's Court, London 28-Jun-1981
??? ... on this scene
Fallin' down like to the floor
Two brown eyes are looking at me
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Drammen, Norway, 10-Jul-1981
Mama take me above all that misery
Let it fall down to the floor
Two brown eyes are looking at me
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Mama dig my guns in the ground
I can't fire them any more
While the bridge is falling down
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Avignon 25-Jul-1981
Mama take my boat out of the sea
Let it fall down to the floor
Two brown eyes are looking at me
Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Mama take this [front part away]
I just don't want it anymore
Aah, when I get in front of something it's too much to pay
Yeah, Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Bristol Connecticut, 04-Sep-1988
Mama wipe the blood from my face
I just can't see through it any more
Sometimes you feel so damn out of place
And I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
The sun is setting down
On this ill forgotten town
Two riders are coming down
Bury my heart in this ground
