Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it a cry
Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it a cry

In an island called Jamaica
Rode a rankin' one fine day
Ardly spoke to folks around
Didn't have too much to sayayay
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it's a cry
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it's a cry

He came ridin' from the south side
Slowly lookin' all aroun', eh
Three wise guys tried to take him
But they lay dead on the grououound, eh
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it's a cry
(eh tell them eh tell them)

In the other side of town
There's a rankin named Billy Bow (eh eh eh eh eh)
He's also a top rankin'
But in the country raisin' cow-owow
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it's a cry (eh eh)

(..)

Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it's a cry

The mornin' passed so quickly
It was time for them to meet
It was twenty past eleven
When they walk out in the streeeeeet
People peepin' through them window
Some a them a 'old them breath
For them think this other rankin'
Was about to meet im deat (eh eh)
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it's a cry

It was forty feet between them
When they stopped to make them play
For the swiftness of the rankin'
Is still talk about today-ayay
Billy Bow might went on livin'
But made a foolish slip, eh
im couldn't match the rankin'
With a big iron on its hip
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
Bye pie die pi die pie
The sounds of a gunshot it's a cry

It was over in a moment
And the folk had gather 'round