I was out walking around one night And i came upon wild bill jones He was walking, he was talking with the girl i loved And i begged him for to leave her alone He said " young man i am 22 Too old for to be controlled " So i drew a revolver from my side And i shot at the poor boy's soul He rambled and he scrambled all around the ground And he let out a dreadful moan He looked in the face of his darling true love Saying " honey, you are left alone" Got my money in my pocket And my pistol in my hand Look for the man who made wild bill still