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Utwór: El Paso

  • wykonawca: Grateful Dead
  • album: Steal Your Face
  • wyświetleń: 909

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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