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Out in the west texas town of el paso i fell in love with a mexican girl. |
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Nighttime would fine me in rose's cantina, |
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Music would play and felina would whirl. |
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Black as the night were the eyes of felina, |
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Wicked and evil while casting a spell. |
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My love was strong for this mexican maiden, |
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I was in love, but in vain i could tell. |
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One night a wild young cowboy came in, wild as the west texas wind... |
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Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing, |
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With wicked felina, the girl that i love. |
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So in anger i challenged his right for the love of this maiden; |
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Down went his hand for the gun that he wore. |
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My challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat |
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The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor. |
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Just for a moment i stood there in silence, |
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Shocked by the foul evil deed i had done. |
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Many thoughts ran through my mind as i stood there; |
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I had but one chance and that was to run. |
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Out through the back door of rose's i ran, out where the horses were tied... |
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I picked a good one; he looked like he could run, |
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Up on his back and away i did ride. |
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Just as fast as i could from the west texas town of el paso, |
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Out thru the badlands of new mexico. |
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Back in el paso my life would be worthless; |
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Everything's gone in life nothing is left. |
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But it's been so long since i've seen the young maiden, |
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My love is stronger that my fear of death. |
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I saddled up and away i did go, riding alone in the dark... |
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Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me, |
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Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart. |
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And as last here i am on the hill overlooking el paso, |
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I can see rose's cantina below. |
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My love is strong and it pushes me onward, down off the hill to felina i go. |
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Off to my right i see five mounted cowboys, |
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Off to my left ride a dozen or more. |
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Shouting and shooting; i can't let them catch me, |
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I've got to make it to rose's back door. |
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Something is dreadfully wrong for i feel a deep burning pain in my |
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It's getting harder to stay in the saddle. |
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I'm getting weary, unable to ride. |
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But my love for felina is strong and i rise where i've fallen; |
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Though i am weary, i can't stop to rest. |
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I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle, |
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I feel the bullet go deep in my chest. |
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From out of nowhere, felina has found me, |
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Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side. |
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Cradled by two loving arms that i'll die for, |
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One little kiss and felina good-bye. |