North of the border of Old I rode one day to the of San Angelo A hot sun was glowing, a warm wind was not as warm as the lips that I waited to kiss
Cheeks that would blush in red to shame Lips that fresher than flowers when kissed by the rain Dark that sparkled much brighter than diamonds She was a beauty, Socorro was my name
I met her in Lorado Everyone there in this border town called her the Mexican cowboys drank to Everyone 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 message a time ago Socorro had to meet me at San Angelo I was aware of the chance I was I was an outlaw but was my love for this girl
I must be with her, I can't stay Nights without her are lonely and so are the days If it means death then I'll to chance it Only a few moments more and 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 was the day and the hour that she wanted to meet
But something is with our plans And I fear death me on this hot dusty street
Up on a but still I can see There hides a man with a rifle, pointed at me I escape from the man with a rifle But there are just like him that I cannot see
Back of each the click of a gun Die if I stay and my love for her 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 in a moment I know that our chances are gone
For a is well on its way And it my Socorro She dies as she in my arms
dim my vision but plainly I see The ranger that her is standing there waiting for me I walk to him, my one thought is 'Beat him' He death and I swear that this ranger will die
I his draw and I shot him Shot him six just as fast as the bullets would fly My gun is empty or more I would him Now there are just like him that want me to die
Their bullets are my way How hurt when they hit me The pain me fall to the ground
Gone is my strength, just the left to fight I hear the sound of the lead as it me of life If I must die, let me Socorro Let me hold on to her hand for the few moments
Blindly I search and it isn't in I touch the velvet hand and it eases the pain is no more but we're together Even in death she's my lover, it's over,