Tom: A A E A E A As I went out for to take a little walk E A I came upon that Wild Bill Jones He was walkin' and a-talkin' by my true lover's side E A And I bid him to leave her alone [Banjo solo] A E A E A He said, "My age is twenty-one, E A Too old to be controlled." I pulled my revolver from my side E A And I destroyed that poor boy's soul [Dobro solo] A E A E A He reeled and he staggered then he fell to the ground E A And then he gave one dyin' moan Well, he wrapped his arms around my little girl's neck E A Said "Honey, won't you take me home." [Guitar solo] A E A E A So put them handcuffs on me boys E A And lead me to that freight car gate I have no friends or relations there E A No one for to go my bail [Fiddle solo] A E A E A So pass around that ol' longneck bottle E A And we'll all go on a spree Today saw the last of Wild Bill Jones E A And tomorrow'll be the last of me