Back about 1800 and some,
a Louisiana couple had a red -headed son.
No name fitted him, Jim, Jack, or Joe,
they just called him Billy -by -yo.
Billy, Billy, by yo,
watch where you go
You're walkin' on quicksand,
oh, walk slow
Billy, Billy, by yo, watch what I say
A pretty girl'll get you one
of these days
Billy was a boy, kinda big, furry size
Red hair and freckles and
big blue eyes
Thirteen years from the day he was born
Billy fought the battle of the little bighorn
Billie, Billie, bye -yo,
watch where you go
You're walkin' on quicksand,
oh, walk slow
Billie, Billie, bye -yo, watch what I say
A pretty girl'll get you a one
of these days
One sad day, Billie cried, ho -ho
I can whup the feathers
off a G -Ronnie Moe
He smiled it off and the chief got mad
That black tooth ended
our Louisiana lad
Billy, Billy Boy, oh,
watch where you go
You're walkin' on quicksand,
oh, walk slow
Billy, Billy Boy, oh, watch what I say
A pretty girl'll get you one
of these days
One day in 1878
A pretty girl walked through
Bill's front gate
He didn't know where to stand or run
And now he's married,
cause he done neither one
A -billy -billy -bye -yo,
watch where you go
You're walking on a quicksand,
oh, walk slow
A -billy -billy -bye -yo, watch what I say
A pretty girl will get you one of these days
A pretty girl will get you
one of these days
A pretty girl will get you one of these days