This country star ended up in hospital after meeting up with Johnny Lydon and getting drunk, high, and then stabbing himself

There’s a new song in here somewhere.

Billy Don Burns has a reputation of being a country music outlaw in some corners of America. The man really lives the life.

In November, he flew to LA to spend some time with Johnny Lydon. Yes, the ex-Pistols man. Because Johnny isn’t into drugs, Burns had to find his own supply of cocaine and alcohol. The resulting adventure had him attempt to drive to a liquor store. He somehow ran into a concrete structure and ruined the car. Undeterred, he got out and walked the rest of the way. That’s when an idea came into his head. Why not start “shooting the drugs?”

“I was shooting Jim Beam Whiskey and cocaine. I’m out of my head man. I decided ‘why don’t you just kill yourself Billy?’ So, I stabbed myself.” And he did, four or five times, losing at least a pint of blood. Burns somehow made it to a hospital where he received treatment. He’s since posted this on Facebook.

“So, I jump on an American Airlines flight, I don’t know 4, 5, or 6 days ago. I’ve lost track of time. I fly to Dallas and then from Dallas on to East LA. Actually, I flew into Ontario, CA. Ontario is between Palm Springs and East LA. Most of my stories now that Colin Woodward has been writing about me for the last year have been about my 55 years of running up and down the highway and all the states crossing Canada a bunch of times. I crossed the border of Canada more times than I can remember. After I got that record deal in Niagara Falls, Ontario back in the 80’s we were off to the races man. I’ve rolled in bar rooms with Vikings in Norway, rolled in bars in Frankfort, Berlin with Germans, Czechoslovakia and the city of Prog, all over man, I’ve seen a lot of action, hell of a lot of action.

“Berlin is one of my favorite towns by the way. I was there right after the big wall came down and separated Berlin, the east and the west. None of the band wanted to go to the east with me. No one in Berlin was going to the east, I’ll tell you that. But, my ole buddy John Scott was on that trip. He was a producer in Nashville, studio owner, session player, a good buddy. He was an Arkansas boy. He told me BD, I’ll go with you. So, we were the only two that went over to east Berlin. We got on a train and headed over to east Berlin. Man, it was pretty wild, It was a trip. It was a very different world.

“But, anyway, let me get back to where I was going here. This post is about anyone out there that knows me knows that I’m anything other than the average cat. So, I get out here to California to get my car. Johnny picks me up at the airport. I left Johnny Rotten’s house because he had his girlfriend there and I knew he doesn’t like me bringing any cocaine or anything around and all that so I found me so cocaine and whiskey and I get messed up man. It really takes me way out there now and I ran over a big concrete thing and tore up my car. So, there I am again with my car broke down. I hadn’t even drove it ten miles since I came and got it. I walked to the liquor store which is not even 12 to 15 minutes there and back to get to my car. I left my phone and this son of a bitch stole it. So, when you don’t have a phone, in a strange land, and you don’t have a car….You are pretty much fucked. So, I started shooting the drugs. Instead of putting water in the spoon, I started using whiskey. I was shooting Jim Beam Whiskey and cocaine. I’m out of my head man. I decided “why don’t you just kill yourself Billy”?

“So, I stabbed myself three times. I got a pocket knife that has about a 4 ½ inch blade on it. I thought I stabbed myself 3 times but there is actually about 4 or 5, I didn’t remember the other 2. I bled. I know I bled over a pint on one of the cuts. Anyway, they rushed me to Arrowhead Regional Medical Center in Colton, CA. They put me on the 4th floor which is a lockdown floor in the telemetry unit, that is a heart unit. I’m hoping I get out of here in the next few days. It’s pretty crazy shit man but if you want to happen next, I guess you will have to buy the book I guess but man I was playing, reading the bible, and doing all that stuff but its crazy times man, crazy times. That guy called 911, they cut the clothes off of me and I finally made here to where I’m at.

“Everyone, pray for me BDB.: