My name is Del Gato born close to the border Of white blood and red blood I came I travel the saddle I follow the cattle Down on the range where they graze And I just ride in from a hard south western drive My lips parched and bloodied My face torn by sand storms and pride Loyalty riches and inner bred ditches ? Was the brew that I drank as a child So rebellious a lover Don Juan as a my cover They die cast my type called me wild ? And I just ride in from a hard southwestern drive The hanging tree is waiting for me to arrive
Structured political our children they ridiculed They teach them of sins and to lie Their schools build't by fools but by breaking the rules Like A fox I am forced now to hide And I just ride in from a hard south western drive My lips parched and bloodied My face torn by sand storms and pride Pepper tree spreads taking many mans heads ? But the one they would want most is mine
To the mission I go I In San Juan and I kneel And I pray for the love of my life And I just ride in from a hard south western drive My lips parched and bloodied My face torn by sand storms and prideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
