Pistolero

Pistolero Pistolero, where do you ride?
Pistolero Pistolero, you ride alone tonight
One of brothers five one day vowed to try to make his way
Joined the cattle drive to Mexico, threw in with some bandidos
Here he learned the lingo, killed the man they call him Pistolero
Five thousand pesos they put on your head
Five thousand pesos to get you alive or dead
Ride on ride hard in vaquero, fast as you can to her side
Ah, but por mucho dinero, el noveno por nada have died
Pistolero Pistolero, where do you roam?
Pistolero Pistolero, on your way home
Everytime a candle burns, waiting there for your return
The candle is out Pistolero, I see the cabin down below
Pistolero let her go, tonight you're mine Pistolero
Five thousand pesos they put on your head
Five thousand pesos to get you alive or dead
Ah Pistolero look around you, your son has set in the sky
Oh Pistolero I found you, kiss Maria tell Maria goodbye
Pistolero Pistolero, lay your head down
Pistolero Pistolero, six feet underground