Rode out to Wilsall for the round up
Where you can't win if you fall
A little later on down at Bank Bar
Miss Candy poured him something strong
He got restless, drove up to Ringling
Chasing cousin Jimmy and his ghost
Uncle Kurt, he kept telling stories
Of being thrown off of his horse
Hung his own rope in Oklahoma
'Bout took it all in Santa Fe
There in the darkness
It all looked so inviting
The life and times of Billy McLane
He spent a lot of time thinking about Jesus
And all of the trials they put him through
Some people love to tell you to live more like him
And then get mad when you do
I ain't nobody, just another traveler
Trying not to get killed by his name
I'm just coming in from the unknown country
Pleased to meet you, I'm Billy McLane
Those Albuquerque lights sold him his fortune
Out at Four Corners he got away
Sometimes the truth boys is stranger than fiction
In the life and times of Billy McLane
The life and times of Billy McLane
