Billy 7 - Bob Dylan
Spend the night with some
Into her dark hallway she will lead you
In some lonesome shadow she might greet you
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 youself tomorrow
Drinking in some bar to hide you sorrow
Spendin' the time that you borrow
Figuring a way to get back home.