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Grateful Dead - El Paso lyrics
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso I fell in love with a Mexican girl. Nighttime would fine me in Rose's Cantina, Music would play and Felina would whirl. Black as the night were the eyes of Felina, Wicked and evil while casting a spell. My love was strong for this Mexican maiden, I was in love, but in vain I could tell. One night a wild young cowboy came in, wild as the West Texas wind... Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing, With wicked Felina, the girl that I love. So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden; Down went his hand for the gun that he wore. My challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor. Just for a moment I stood there in silence, Shocked by the foul evil deed I had done. Many thoughts ran through my mind as I stood there; I had but one chance and that was to run. Out through the back door of Rose's I ran, out where the horses were tied... I picked a good one; he looked like he could run, Up on his back and away I did ride. Just as fast as I could from the West Texas town of El Paso, Out thru the badlands of New Mexico. Back in El Paso my life would be worthless; Everything's gone in life nothing is left. But it's been so long since I've seen the young maiden, My love is stronger that my fear of death. I saddled up and away I did go, riding alone in the dark... Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me, Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart. And as last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso, I can see Rose's Cantina below. My love is strong and it pushes me onward, down off the hill to Felina I go. Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys, Off to my left ride a dozen or more. shouting and shooting; I can't let them catch me, I've got to make it to Rose's back door. Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel a deep burning pain in my It's getting harder to stay in the saddle. I'm getting weary, unable to ride |
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