I just seen trouble. He's calling out your name tonight. Billy get your guns. You could walk away. But I know you were born to fight. So Billy get your guns. The bandileros are strung out. In the promenade. Billy get your guns. Chorus. Billy get your guns. There's trouble blowing like a hurricane. Billy get your guns. That's the price on your head for the. Price of fame. And it'll never change. Billy get your guns. There's a whiskey bottle empty. Sittin' on the bar. Billy get your guns. And some organ grinder singing. About some sucker moving on. Billy get your guns. All the whores are hanging out. Waiting to get paid. Billy get your guns. From some Johnny on the spot. Who said hey keep the change baby. Billy get your guns. There's trouble blowing like a hurricane. Billy get your guns. That's the price on your head for the. Price of fame. And it'll never change