North of the border of Old I rode one day to the of San Angelo A hot sun was glowing, a warm wind was Still not as warm as the that I waited to kiss
Cheeks would blush in red roses to shame Lips that fresher than flowers when kissed by the rain Dark eyes sparkled much brighter than diamonds She was a beauty, Socorro was my name
I met her in Lorado Everyone there in this border town her the 'Rose' Mexican cowboys drank to Everyone loved her but I was the one that she
An outlaw above all the Now my heart so madly she will be at my side
She sent a message a long 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 away Nights spent 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 my horse and I started to walk down the street was Socorro, had she forgotten This was the day and the that she wanted to meet
But is wrong with our plans And I death awaits me Here on this hot dusty
Up on a housetop but I can see There hides a man a rifle, it's pointed at me I escape from the man with a rifle But there are others just him that I cannot see
of each window the click of a gun Die if I and my love for her won't let me run Where is Socorro, my eyes see her Then in a moment she runs from a down the street
"Up on horse", she is crying "Ride out of town, it's a trap and they're for you" But if I out, she must ride with me Then in a I know that our chances are gone
For a bullet is on its way And it finds my She as she falls in my arms
Tears dim my vision but I see The ranger that killed her is there waiting for me I walk to meet him, my one thought is 'Beat He deserves and I swear that this ranger will die
I beat his draw and I him Shot him six times as fast as the bullets would fly My gun is or more I would shoot him Now there are others just like him want me to die
Their bullets are my way How they hurt when hit me The makes me fall to the ground
Gone is my strength, just the will to fight I hear the sound of the lead as it me of life If I die, let me find Socorro Let me hold on to her hand for the few moments
I search and it isn't in vain I touch the soft velvet hand and it eases the is no more but we're together Even in death she's my lover, it's over,