North of the border of Old 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 to kiss
Cheeks that would blush in red to shame Lips that were fresher than flowers 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 border town called her the 'Rose' Mexican cowboys drank to Everyone her but I was the one that she chose
An above all the rest Now my beats 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 aware of the I was taking I was an outlaw but great was my love for girl
I must be with her, I stay away Nights spent without her are 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 the street Where was Socorro, had she This was the day and the that she wanted to meet
But is wrong with our plans And I fear death me on this hot dusty street
Up on a housetop but I can see hides a man with a rifle, it's pointed at me I might escape the man with a rifle But there are others just like him that I see
Back of window the click of a gun Die if I and my love for her won't let me run Where is Socorro, will my 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 out, she must 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 as she falls in my arms
Tears dim my but plainly I see The ranger that killed her is standing there for me I walk to him, my one thought is 'Beat him' He deserves and I swear that this ranger will die
I beat his draw and I him Shot him six times just as fast as the bullets fly My gun is empty or more I would him Now there are just like him that want me to die
Their are coming my way How they hurt 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 find Let me hold on to her hand for the few left
Blindly I search and it isn't in I touch the velvet hand and it eases the pain Life is no more but we're Even in death she's my lover, it's over,