Just me, my acoustic, my keyboard, my headphones, my computer,
my basement and my beer.
Story behind the song
A story about losing a good friend in the old west. Burying, reminiscing and finally saying goodbye
Lyrics
Goodbye Billy Walker
So long Billy Walker, I'm proud to be your friend.
You never took to trouble but it took you in the end.
The gunnin and the runnin from the dark side of the law,
Plain took us both so far away from home.
I dug real deep Bill Walker, so your bones could not be found,
And scattered through the valley on this cold and lonely ground.
Your pictures of sweet Becky lye forever by your side,
With letters that your Momma wrote you when your Poppa died.
Go now Billy Walker to the righteousness of God.
Sleep well my friend your life was not in vein.
We grew up poor in West Virginia,
We hunted Black Bear in the hills of Tennessee.
We both sought Beckies sweet affection.
When you won that fight, I cried all that night,
M-M-M-M.
Can you hear me Billy Walker, can you hear me when I say,
I'll tell sweet Becky and your Momma how you died this day.
I'll tell them how you loved them how you hoped to see the soon,
And how the cards just never played out in the old saloon.
I'd gladly take your place my friend, I'd gladly do your time.
Billy I ain't got no place that I call home.
We rode the trails way down in Georgia,
We drove them longhorns to a town called New Orleans.
We played some cards in Texarkana,
With a one armed man, with a cheatin hand.
M-M-M-M
Finally Billy Walker, I'll be California bound.
They say life ain't worth living when old memories hold you down.
I'm tired of riding shotgun and my soul cries heavy tears,
I need a home to hang my hat and live out all my years.
Goodbye Billy Walker, God carries you this day,
Past heavens gate to wide open plains.
Through heavens gate to ride the open range.
mmmm-mmmm-mmmm-----mmmmmmmmm
Goodbye Billy Walker
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