I went out a' walking Around this town When I met with that Wild Bill Jones He was walking He was talking With a girl I love And I bid for him to leave her alone He said young man I am 22 Too old to be controlled So I drew my revolver From my side And I ruined one poor boy's soul Well he rambled and he scrambled All along the ground And he gave one deathly moan And he looked in the eyes Of his darling true love And said darling you are left alone Well my money's in my pocket And my pistol's in my hand Looking for the man that made old Wild Bill stand