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From a town known as wheeling, west virginia

Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand

And his daring life of crime

Made him a legend in his time

East and west of the rio grande

Well, he started with a bank in colorado

In the pocket of his vest, a colt he hid

And his age and his size

Took the teller by surprise

And the word spread of billy the kid

Well, he never traveled heavy

Yes, he always rode alone

And he soon put many older guns to shame

And he never had a sweetheart

And he never had a home

But the cowboy and the rancher knew his name