Wild Bill Jones

As I went out to take a little walk
I ran across that Wild Bill Jones
He was walkin' and talkin' by my true lover's side
I begged him to leave her alone

He said my age it is twenty-one years
Too old to be controlled
So I pulled out my pistol from off of my side
Destroyed that poor boy's soul

And it's pass around that long-necked bottle
And we'll all go out on a spree
For today was the last of that Wild Bill Jones
Tomorrow be the last of me

He kicked and he scrambled and he fell to the ground
He gave one dyin' moan
I threw my arms 'round my true lover's neck
Sayin' honey now you're all alone

And it's pass around your long-necked bottle
And we'll all go on a spree
For today was the last of Wild Bill Jones
Tomorrow be the last of me

They took me on down to Frankfurt town
They locked me up in jail
My friends they all tried to get me out
But no one could go my bail

They sent me away for twenty long years
I never shall be free
Both Wild Bill Jones and that long-necked bottle
Have been the ruin of me

And it's pass around that long-necked bottle
And we'll all go out on a spree
For today was the last of Wild Bill Jones
Tomorrow be the last of me