just out of monday run into a friend down the street down the street of where i live sad things begin i could feel from within from the message from the message he had to give bout a buddy of mine running out of time somebody past noon shot across the room and now the man no longer lives too bad about him too sad about him don t get me wrong the man is gone but it s a wonder he lived this long up in the city they called him boss jack but down home he was an alley cat didn t care nothing about being black oh billy jack can t be no fun to be shot shot with a hand gun body sprawled out you without a doubt running people out they re on the floor a bad bloody bloody mess shot all up in his chest one sided duel gun and a fool what a way to go 