1

"I went off and left you, Billy,
'Cause I'm used to being free,
And I love my dear old daddie--
He has been so good to me.
Ever since I learned to toddle
We've been living on the run,
And my first and only playthings
Were a saddle and a gun.
When I went away with daddie,
After trav'ling nigh a week,
We were caught up by the posse
In the bend on Old Man's Creek.
Think I'd let them take my daddie?
No: I held them all at bay,
While the boys hitched up the horses,
Crossed the creek and got away.


2

"I just told them I would follow
After all the fuss was through,
But instead, all night I wandered,
Thinking all the time of you;
For when we were last together
You cast over me a spell
That just seemed to change my nature,