(G) 

(G) Billy Dee was seventeen when (C) he turned twenty- (G) one
Fooling with some foolish things he (A7) could've left a- (D) lone
But he (G) had to try to satisfy a (C) thirst he couldn't (G) name
(G) Driven towards the darkness by the (D) devils in his (G) veins
(C) All around the honky tonks, (G) searching for a sign
(G) Gettin' by on gettin' high on (A7) women, words and (D) wine
(G) Some folks called him crazy, Lord, and (C) others called him (G) free
But we just called us lucky for the (D) love of Billy (G) Dee

(C)

(C) Busy goin' his own way and (F) speakin' his own (C) words
(C) Facin' and forgettin' every (D7) warnin' that he (G) heard
(C) Makin' friends and takin' any (F) crazy chance he (C) could
Gettin' (C) busted for the bad times and be- (G) lievin' in the (C) good
(F) Billy took a beatin' from a (C) world he meant no harm
The score was written in the (D7) scars up on his (G) arm
(C) Some felt he was payin' for the (F) life he tried to (C) lead
But all we felt was sorry for our (G) good friend Billy (C) Dee

(A) 

It may (A) be his soul bigger than a (D) body's oughta (A) be
Singin' songs and bringin' laughter to the (B7) likes of you and (E) me
Cause the (A) world he saw was sadder than the (D) one he hoped to (A) find
But it wasn't near as lonesome as the (E) one he left be- (A) hind
(D) Yesterday they found him on the (A) floor of his hotel
Reachin' toward the needle, Lord, that (B7) drove him down to (E) hell
(A) Some folks called it suicide, (D) others blame the (A) speed
We just called it crucified when (E) Billy DO- (A) D'd

(D) (G) (D) (E) (A7) (D) (G) (D) (D) (A7) (D)

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