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William H. Bonney (born William Henry McCarty, Jr.) est. November 23, 1859 – c. July 14, 1881, better known as Billy the Kid but also known as Henry Antrim, was a 19th-century American gunman who participated in the Lincoln County War and became a frontier outlaw in the West. According to legend, he killed 21 men, but he is generally accepted to have killed between four and nine.
McCarty (or Bonney, the name he used at the height of his notoriety) was 5 feet 8 inches (173 cm) to 5 feet 9 inches (175 cm) tall with blue eyes, a smooth complexion, and prominent front teeth. He was said to be friendly and personable at times, and many recalled that he was as "lithe as a cat". Contemporaries described him as a "neat" dresser who favored an "unadorned Mexican sombrero". These qualities, along with his cunning and celebrated skill with firearms, contributed to his paradoxical image, as both a notorious outlaw and beloved folk hero.
Relatively unknown during most of his lifetime, Billy was catapulted into legend in 1881 when New Mexico's governor, Lew Wallace, placed a price on his head. In addition, the Las Vegas Gazette (Las Vegas, New Mexico) and the New York Sun carried stories about his exploits. Many other newspapers followed suit. After his death, several biographies were written that portrayed the Kid in varying lights.
I've gotta get a train, take me back home again,
See my daddy, momma wants to see me too.
I'm gonna see my momma looking through the window
At the station in the morning, been a few mornings
since I've been home.
I've been doing wrong but now I'm going home.
So come on girls, you better put your best boots on.
'Cause when I get home to Lincoln County,
Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those
pretty girls.
I'm gonna find them all.
'Cause when I get home to Lincoln County,
Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna
live it swell[?].
Then I'm gonna shout for more.
Well, I bought a new suit at the best pawn broker's
shop,
Bought my ticket from money that I saved in jail.
I got a boot lace tie, I got for my Pa,
I got a head scarf, fair, I got for my momma that she
won't wear.
I've been doing wrong but now I'm going home.
So come on girls, you better put your best boots on.
'Cause when I get home to Lincoln County,
Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those
pretty girls.
I'm gonna find them all.
'Cause when I get home to Lincoln County,
Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna
live it swell[?].
Then I'm gonna shout for more.
I've gotta get a train, take me back home again,
See my daddy, momma wants to see me too.
'Cause when I get me back to Lincoln County,
Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna
live it swell[?].
Then I'm gonna shout for more.
'Cause when I get back to Lincoln County,
Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna
live it swell[?].
Then I'm gonna shout for more.
'Cause when I get home to Lincoln County,
Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those
pretty girls.