North of the of Old Mexico I rode one day to the cowtown of San A hot sun was glowing, a warm wind was Still not as warm as the lips that I waited to
that would blush in red roses to shame Lips that were fresher than flowers when by the rain Dark eyes that sparkled much brighter diamonds She was a beauty, Socorro was my lovers
I met her in Lorado Everyone there in this town called her the 'Rose' Mexican cowboys drank to loved her but I was the one that she chose
An outlaw all the rest Now my heart so madly she will be at my side
She sent a a long time ago had promised to meet me at San Angelo I was of the chance I was taking I was an but great was my love for this girl
I must be with her, I can't stay spent without her are lonely and so are the days If it means death then I'll have to it a few moments more and she'll be in my arms
At ten o' clock in the I tied my horse and I started to walk down the Where was Socorro, had she This was the day and the that she wanted to meet
But something is with our plans And I fear awaits me on this hot dusty street
Up on a housetop but I can see There a man with a rifle, it's pointed at me I might escape from the man a rifle But there are others just like him that I see
of each window the click of a gun Die if I stay and my for her won't let me run is Socorro, will my eyes see her Then in a moment she runs from a door the street
"Up on your horse", she is "Ride out of town, it's a trap and waiting for you" But if I ride out, she must with me Then in a moment I know our chances are gone
For a is well on its way And it finds my She dies as she falls in my
Tears dim my vision but I see The ranger killed her is standing there waiting for me I to meet him, my one thought is 'Beat him' He deserves death and I that this ranger will die
I his draw and I shot him Shot him six times just as as the bullets would fly My gun is empty or more I would him Now are others just like him that want me to die
Their are coming my way How they hurt when hit me The pain me fall to the ground
Gone is my strength, just the will left to I hear the sound of the as it robs me of life If I must die, let me find Let me hold on to her hand for the few left
Blindly I search and it in vain I touch the soft velvet and it eases the pain Life is no but we're together Even in death my lover, it's over, goodbye