North of the of Old Mexico I rode one day to the cowtown of San A hot sun was glowing, a warm was blowing not as warm as the lips that I waited to kiss
Cheeks would blush in red roses to shame Lips that were than flowers when kissed by the rain Dark that sparkled much brighter than diamonds She was a beauty, Socorro was my lovers
I met her in Lorado Everyone there in this border called her the 'Rose' Mexican cowboys to Socorro loved her but I was the one that she chose
An outlaw all the rest Now my heart beats so Soon she be at my side
She sent a message a time ago had promised to meet me at San Angelo I was aware of the I was taking I was an outlaw but great was my love for this
I must be with her, I stay away spent without her are lonely and so are the days If it means death then I'll have to it Only a few more and she'll be in my arms
At ten o' in the morning I my horse and I started to walk down the street was Socorro, had she forgotten This was the day and the hour that she wanted to
But something is wrong our plans And I fear awaits me on this hot dusty street
Up on a but still I can see hides a man with a rifle, it's pointed at me I might from the man with 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 down the
"Up on your horse", she is "Ride out of town, it's a trap and they're for you" But if I ride out, she ride with me Then in a moment I know our chances are gone
For a bullet is on its way And it my Socorro She dies as she falls in my
dim my vision but plainly I see The ranger that her is standing there waiting for me I to meet him, my one thought is 'Beat him' He deserves death and I swear that this ranger die
I his draw and I shot him him six times just as fast as the bullets would fly My gun is or more I would shoot him Now there are others just like him that me to die
bullets are coming my way How they hurt they hit me The pain me fall to the ground
Gone is my strength, just the will to fight I hear the sound of the as it robs me of life If I must die, let me Socorro Let me hold on to her hand for the few left
Blindly I and it isn't in vain I touch the soft velvet hand and it eases the Life is no but we're together in death she's my lover, it's over, goodbye