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On the Chisholm Trail it was midnight Carmela was strong on his mind |
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Because of the life he had chosen Carmela had left then behind |
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Too long he'd been a bandito Carmela had left him alone |
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But today someone brought a message she'd be seen in old San Antone |
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Cross the Brazos at Waco ride hard and I'll make it by dawn |
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Cross the Brazos at Waco I'm safe when I reach San Antone |
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He glanced back over his shoulder the posse were nowhere in sight |
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He'd sent for Carmela to meet him at the banks of the Brazos tonight |
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She was waiting and he kept the promise he'd made such a long time ago |
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As he dropped the guns that she hated in the muddy Brazos below |
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Cross the Brazos at Waco ride hard and I'll make it by dawn |
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Cross the Brazos at Waco I'll walk straight in old San Antone |
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Then the night came alight with gun fire he knew that at last he'd been found |
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As the ranger's badge shoot brightly el bandito laid on the ground |
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Carmela knew he was dying that all of her dreams were in vain |
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As she kissed his lips for the last time she heard him whisper again |
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Cross the Brazos at Waco ride hard and I'll make it by dawn |
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Cross the Brazos at Waco I'm safe when I reach San Antone |
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I'm safe when I reach San Antone |
