| [01:39.37] |
Where he'd watched copper cannonballs |
| [01:42.32] |
Like wayward suns roll down the cobblestones |
| [01:47.96] |
They put him in a prison left alone |
| [01:53.25] |
With other yankee fools so far from home |
| [01:59.22] |
Parade them through the square in chains |
| [02:02.25] |
'Till in rode Captain Glanton's gang |
| [02:05.14] |
Apache scalps for bounties paid in gold |
| [02:10.42] |
Oh oh novia |
| [02:21.91] |
Oh oh your man is gone |
| [02:34.07] |
Maybe he's in Texas |
| [02:36.17] |
But we'll take what God has left us |
| [02:39.26] |
And we'll leave for California with the dawn |
| [02:44.83] |
Glanton's men were killers all by trade |
| [02:50.36] |
And through the prison bars a deal was made |
| [02:56.18] |
Glanton needed three new men |
| [02:58.97] |
Hired the lovelorn veteran |
| [03:02.16] |
The killers rode out through the governor's gates |
| [03:07.44] |
The Veteran left camp 'fore the rising sun |
| [03:12.93] |
No killer he'd left other work undone |
| [03:18.86] |
He was not yet two days out |
| [03:21.85] |
When Glanton's naked native scouts |
| [03:25.07] |
Brought back his empty horse and his brand new gun |
| [04:04.75][03:30.61] |
Oh oh novia |
| [04:14.42][03:41.76] |
Oh oh your man is gone |
| [04:26.56][03:53.53] |
Maybe he's in Texas |
| [04:30.25][03:55.72] |
But we'll take what God has left us |
| [04:33.18][03:58.92] |
And we'll leave for California with the dawn |
