North of the border of Old I rode one day to the cowtown of San A hot sun was glowing, a warm was blowing Still not as warm as the lips that I to kiss
that would blush in red roses to shame Lips that fresher than flowers when kissed by the rain Dark eyes that sparkled brighter than diamonds She was a beauty, Socorro was my name
I met her in Lorado there in this border town called her the 'Rose' Mexican cowboys drank to loved her but I was the one that she chose
An above all the rest Now my heart so madly she will be at my side
She sent a message a long ago had promised to meet me at San Angelo I was aware of the chance I was I was an outlaw but was my love for this girl
I must be with her, I can't away Nights spent her are lonely and so are the days If it means death then I'll have to it Only a few moments more and she'll be in my
At ten o' clock in the I tied my and I started to walk down the street was Socorro, had she forgotten This was the day and the that she wanted to meet
But something is with our plans And I fear awaits me on this hot dusty street
Up on a housetop but I can see There hides a man with a rifle, pointed at me I might escape from the man a rifle But there are just like him that I cannot see
of each window the click of a gun Die if I stay and my love for her let me run is Socorro, will my eyes see her Then in a she runs from a door down the street
"Up on your horse", she is "Ride out of town, a trap and they're waiting for you" But if I ride out, she must with me Then in a I know that our chances are gone
For a is well on its way And it my Socorro She dies as she in my arms
dim my vision but plainly I see The ranger that killed her is standing waiting for me I walk to meet him, my one is 'Beat him' He death and I swear that this ranger will die
I beat his draw and I him Shot him six times just as as the bullets would fly My gun is empty or more I would him Now there are others just him that want me to die
Their are coming my way How they when they hit me The pain makes me fall to the
is my strength, just the will left to fight I hear the sound of the lead as it me of life If I must die, let me find Let me on to her hand for the few moments left
Blindly I and it isn't in vain I touch the velvet hand and it eases the pain is no more but we're together Even in death my lover, it's over, goodbye