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Out in the West Texas town of El Paso |
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I fell in love with a Mexican girl. |
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Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina; |
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Music would play and Felina would whirl. |
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Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina, |
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Wicked and evil while casting a spell. |
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My love was deep for this Mexican maiden; |
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I was in love but in vain, I could tell. |
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One night a wild young cowboy came in, |
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Wild as the West Texas wind. |
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Dashing and daring, |
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A drink he was sharing |
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With wicked Felina, |
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The girl that I loved. |
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So in anger I |
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Challenged his right for the love of this maiden. |
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Down went his hand for the gun that he wore. |
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My challenge was answered in less than a heart-beat; |
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The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor. |
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Just for a moment I stood there in silence, |
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Shocked by the FOUL EVIL deed I had done. |
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Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there; |
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I had but one chance and that was to run. |
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Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran, |
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Out where the horses were tied. |
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I caught a good one. |
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It looked like it could run. |
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Up on its back |
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And away I did ride, |
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Just as fast as I |
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Could from the West Texas town of El Paso |
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Out to the bad-lands of New Mexico. |
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Back in El Paso my life would be worthless. |
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Everything's gone in life; nothing is left. |
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It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden |
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My love is stronger than my fear of death. |
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I saddled up and away I did go, |
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Riding alone in the dark. |
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Maybe tomorrow |
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A bullet may find me. |
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Tonight nothing's worse than this |
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Pain in my heart. |
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And at last here I |
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Am on the hill overlooking El Paso; |
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I can see Rosa's cantina below. |
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My love is strong and it pushes me onward. |
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Down off the hill to Felina I go. |
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Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys; |
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Off to my left ride a dozen or more. |
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Shouting and shooting I can't let them catch me. |
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I have to make it to Rosa's back door. |
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Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel |
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A deep burning pain in my side. |
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Though I am trying |
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To stay in the saddle, |
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I'm getting weary, |
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Unable to ride. |
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But my love for |
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Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen, |
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Though I am weary I can't stop to rest. |
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I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle. |
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I feel the bullet go deep in my chest. |
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From out of nowhere Felina has found me, |
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Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side. |
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Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for, |
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One little kiss and Felina, good-bye. |