Outlaw Blues
By: Charles Giuliano - Nov 12, 2020
Outlaw Blues
Born Henry McCarty
September or November 1859
Not that it matters
Orphaned at fifteen
Busted for stealing food
Then just sixteen
Making the scene
Robbed Chinese laundry
Ten days later
Started killing folks
He shot the sheriff
But didn't kill the deputy
Tween you and me
Just for the record
One William J. Brady
Come judgment day
Set to swing
One last fling
Busted out of slammer
On the lam
Billy just a kid
Looking for love
In all the wrong places
Runt standing tall
Aren’t they all
Packing heaters
Deadly cheaters
Frontier legends
Bound for heaven
Met his maker
Front page papers
Slipped the noose
On the loose
Made the news
Tagged and bagged
Off to boot hill
Sheriff Pat Garrett
Evened the score
Outlaw no more
Fame just the same
Name of the game
Kid knew no shame
Ain’t it real lame
Question is
Who’s to blame
Horse with no name
Eight notches on gun
Just twenty one
Must of been fun
Wonky kid stuff
When will they
Ever learn
Enough is enough
Kid ain’t so tough
Shot a man in Reno
Just to see him die