Jon Bon Jovi — Billy Get Your Guns

I just seen trouble He's calling out your name tonight Billy get your guns You could walk away But I know you were born to fight So Billy get your guns The bandileros are strung out In the promenade Billy get your guns And the wind whispered something That the Devils to blame Billy get your guns Billy get your guns There's trouble blowing like a hurricane Billy get your guns There's the price on your head for the Price of fame And it'll never change Billy get your guns There's a whiskey bottle empty Sittin' on the bar Billy get your guns And some organ grinder singing About some sucker moving on Billy get your guns All the whores are hanging out Waiting to get paid Billy get your guns From some Johnny on the spot Who said hey keep the change baby Billy get your guns Billy get your guns There's trouble blowing like a hurricane Billy get your guns There's the price on your head for the Price of fame And it'll never change They christened you with whiskey And there's fire running through your veins But you're an outlaw all the same And every night a bullet wears your name Billy get your guns There's trouble blowing like a hurricane Billy get your guns There's the price on your head for the Price of fame And it'll never change Seen a hangman dancin' 'neath the pale moon light Billy get your guns And every stranger that you meet thinks its his lucky night Billy get your guns I don't envy you Billy but i wanna say You better get your guns Cause every outlaw thats died will live to ride again Billy get your guns Billy get your guns There's trouble blowing like a hurricane Billy get your guns There's the price on your head for the Price of fame And it'll never change