The Stolen Horse

I crossed the line where there's no law and order
Trying to catch up with a desperate man
He fled Arizona for the Mexican border
And the horse he was riding was wearing my brand

I came to a town saw lights down the street
I tied up my horse not knowing what's in store
The tumble weeds tumbled board walks were squeaking
As I reached the cantina with low swinging doors

I went through the doors wondering if I'd see tomorrow
The man I was after was waiting for me
He said gracious senor for the horse I borrowed
I needed a fast one to get here you see

For mercy he pleaded said my horse he needed
For his little girl needed what he had brought
For she was so sick and those words he repeated
I saw his intentions had been with one thought

The pills he gave her that he brought to save her
was worth a lot more then any horse that I owned
Her fever was high and when I heard her cry
I thought of my own little girl at home

I headed back home with the horse he had ridden
Thinking how quick my motives changed course
For when I saw his face his tears were not hidden
You can't judge a man over one stolen horse