Lyrics:

*Whistling*

Billy the Kid, I understand you
It really ain't your fault that the west is so wild
Billy the Kid, can't reprimand you
You must have been deprived when you was a child

Whoopee-tie-yie-yipee-yipee, shoot 'em in the belly, Billy
Tie-yie-yipee-yipee, shoot 'em in the head
Tie-yie-yipee-yipee, saw you on the telly, Billy
Late, late showdown, down dead

You're headed for the last round up
Your corral's OK
But your morale's in a sad, bad way

Billy the Kid, you should have been a good guy
If you had had the proper guidance from your dad
Billy the Kid, nobody should die
Environmental circumstances made you go bad

Whoopee-tie-yie-yipee-yipee, shoot 'em in the belly, Billy
Tie-yie-yipee-yipee, Billy, give 'em hell
Tie-yie-yipee-yipee, saw you on the telly, Billy
Farewell, well, fare, farewell

Well, you'll be a swingin' from the top of a tree
You're being punished with a capital 'P'
Oh, me

*Whistling*