Spend the night with some sweet señorita Into her dark hallway she will lead ya In some lonesome shadow she might greet ya Billy, you're so doggone far away from home.
They say that Pat Garrett's got your number Sleep with one eye open when you slumber Every little sound just might be thunder Thunder from the barrel of his gun.
Maybe you will find yourself tomorrow Drinkin' in some bar to hide your sorrow Spendin' the time that you borrow Figuring a way to get back home.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
