Out in New Mexico many long years ago There in a shack on the desert one night in a storm Amid streaks of lightning and loud desert thunder To a young Mexican couple a baby was born Just as the baby cried thunder and lightning died Moon gave it's light to the world and the stars did the same Mother and father both proud of the daughter That heaven had sent them Felena was this baby's name When she was seventeen bothered by crazy dreams She ran away from the shack and left them to roam Father and mother both asked one another What made her run away what made Felena leave home Tired of the desert nights fartherly grieved to strife She ran away late one night in the moon's golden beam She didn't know where she'd go but she'd get there And she would find happiness if she would follow her dream After she ran away she went to Santa Fe And in the year that she stayed there she learned about life In just a little while she learned that with her smile She could have pretty clothes she could be any man's wife Rich men romanced her they dined and they danced her She understood men and she treated them all just the same A form that was fine and rare dark shining glossy hair Lovely to look at Felena was this woman's name Restless in Santa Fe she had to get away To any town where the lights had a much brighter glow One cowboy mentioned the town of El Paso They never stopped dancing and money like whiskey would flow She bought a one way a ticket from Santa Fe Three days and nights on a stage with a rest now and then She didn't mind that she knew she would find that Her new life would be more exciting than where she had been The stage made it's last stop up there on the mountain top To let her see all the lights at the foot of the hill Her world was brighter and deep down inside her An uncontrolled beating her young heart just wouldn't be still She got a hotel a room at the Lily Belle Quickly she changed to a form fitting black satin dress Every man stopped to stare at this form fine and rare Even the women remarked of the charm she possessed Dancing and laughter was what she was after And Rosa's Cantina had lights with love in the gleam That's what she hunted and that's what she wanted Rosa's was one place a nice girl would never be seen It was the same way it was back in Santa Fe Men would make fools of themselves at the thought of romance Rosa took heed of the place was in need of This kind of excitement so she paid Felena to dance A year passed or maybe more and then through the swinging doors Came a young cowboy so tall and so handsomely dressed This one was new in town hadn't been seen around He was so different he wasn't like all of the rest Feleena danced close to him then threw a rose to him Quickly he walked to her table and there he sat down And in a day or so wherever folks would go They'd see this young cowboy showing Felena the town Six weeks he went with her each minute spent with her But he was insanely jealous of glances she'd give Inside he was a hurting from all of her flirting But that was her nature and that was the way that she lived She flirted one night it started a gun fight And after the smoke cleared away on the floor lay a man Felena's young lover had shot down another And he had to leave there so out through the back door he ran The next day at five o'clock she heard a rifle shot Quickly she ran to the door that was facing the pass She saw her cowboy her wild riding cowboy Low in the saddle her cowboy was riding in fast She ran to meet him to kiss and to greet him He saw her and motioned her back with a wave of his hand Bullets were flying Felena was crying As she saw him fall from the saddle and into the sand Felena knelt near him to hold and to hear him As she felt the warm blood that flowed from the wound in his side He raised to kiss her and she heard him whisper Never forget me Felena it's over goodbye Quickly she grabbed for the six gun that he wore And screaming in anger and placing the gun to her breast Bury us both deep and maybe we'll find peace And pulling the trigger she fell cross the dead cowboy's chest Out in El Paso whenever the wind blows If you listen closely at night you'll hear in the wind A woman is crying it's not the wind sighing Old timer's tell you Felena is calling for him You'll hear them talking and you'll hear them walking You'll hear them laugh and you'll look but there's no one around Don't be alarmed there is really no harm there It's only the young cowboy showing Felena the town ——Sequels of "El Paso"