Born down in El Paso where the tumbleweeds blow To the middleweight champ of all of Mexico Dad fought many bloody battles and raised four sons Chavo was the oldest one Old man Gory could pop like a live grenade Raised his boys in the way of the trade Hector and Mando, young Eddie G Chavo meant the most to me
Look high It's my last hope Chavo Guerrero Coming off the top rope
He came from Texas seeking fortune and fame Rose pretty quickly to the top of his game Defender of the downtrodden, king of the hill Tag-team champion with Al Madril Before a black and white TV in the middle of the night I'm lying on the floor, I'm bathed in blue light With the telecast in Spanish, I can understand some And I need justice in my life, here it comes
Look high It's my last hope Chavo Guerrero Coming off the top rope
Red Shoes Dugan Holding his arm high all out of breath I hated all of Chavo's enemies I would pray nightly for their death Descending like fire On the people who deserved it most Always completely unknown Outside of Texas and the West Coast
He was my hero back when I was a kid You let me down but Chavo never once did You called him names to try to get beneath my skin Now your ashes are scattered on the wind I heard his son got famous, he went nationwide Coast-to-coast with his dad by his side I don't know if that's true but I've been told It's real sweet to grow old
Look high It's my last hope Chavo Guerrero Coming off the top ropeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
