[G]Hmmm[G]Hmmm [G]Hmmm
[G]So long Billy Walker, I'm proud to be your friend.
[C]You never took to trouble but it [G]took you in the end.
[C]The gunning and the running from the [Bm]dark side of the law,
[D]Plain took us both so [C]far away from [G]home.
[G]I dug real deep Bill Walker, so your bones could not be found,
[C]And scattered through the valley on this [G]cold and lonely ground.
[C]Your pictures of sweet Becky lye for[Bm]ever by your side,
[D]With letters that your Momma wrote you [C]when your Poppa [G]died.
[C]Go now Billy Walker to the [G]righteousness of God.
Sleep [D]well my friend, your [C]life was not in [G]vain.
[Em]We grew up [C]poor in West Vir[G]ginia.
[Em]We hunted [C]black bears in the [G]hills of Tenne[D]ssee.
[Em]We both sought [C]Beckys sweet a[G]ffection.
And when you [D]won that fight,
I cried [C]all that night.
M-M-[G]M-M
[G]Can you hear me Billy Walker, can you hear me when I say.
I'll [C]tell sweet Becky and your Momma [G]how you died this day.
I'll [C]tell em how you loved them, how you [Bm]hoped to see them soon,
And [D]how the cards just never played out [C]in that old sa[G]loon.
[C]I'd gladly take your place my friend, I'd [G]gladly do your time.
[D]Billy I ain't [C]got no one back [G]home.
[Em]We rode the [C]trails way down in [G]Georgia.
[Em]We drove them [C]longhorns to a [G]town called New Or[D]leans.
[Em]We played some [C]cards in TexAr[G]kana.
With a [D]one armed man.
And his [C]cheatin hand.
M-M-[G]M-M
[G]Finally Billy Walker, I'll be California bound.
[C]They say life ain't worth living when old [G]memories hold you down.
I'm [C]tired of riding shotgun and my [Bm]soul cries heavy tears.
I [D]need a home to hang my hat and [C]live out all my [G]years..
[C]Goodbye Billy Walker, God [G]carry you today.
Past [D]heavens gate to [C]wide open [G]plains.
Through [D]heavens gate to [C]ride the open [G]range.
[G]Hmmm [G]Hmmm [G]Hmmm
Goodbye Billy Walker