Lyrics Wild Bill Jones - Hot Rize

Today as I went out
For to take a little walk
I came upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was a-walkin' and a-talkin' 'bout my true-lovin' son
I bid him to leave her 'lone
He said, "My age is twenty-one years
Too old to be controlled"
So I drew my revolver from my side
And destroyed that poor boy's soul
So let's pass around that long-necked bottle
And go out a-walkin' on the street
For today was the last of that Wild Bill Jones
Tomorrow will be the last of me
They sent me to prison for twenty long years
This poor boy longs to be free
For Wild Bill Jones and that long-necked bottle
Have been the ruin of me