North of the of Old Mexico I one day to the cowtown of San Angelo A hot sun was glowing, a warm wind was Still not as as the lips that I waited to kiss
Cheeks that would blush in red roses to Lips were fresher than flowers when kissed by the rain Dark eyes sparkled much brighter than diamonds She was a beauty, Socorro was my lovers
I met her down in Everyone there in this border town her the 'Rose' cowboys drank to Socorro Everyone loved her but I was the one that she
An outlaw all the rest Now my heart beats so she will be at my side
She sent a a long time ago Socorro had promised to me at San Angelo I was aware of the chance I was I was an but great was my love for this girl
I be with her, I can't stay away Nights spent without her are and so are the days If it means death then I'll have to it Only a few moments and she'll be in my arms
At ten o' in the morning I tied my and I started to walk down the street Where was Socorro, had she This was the day and the that she wanted to meet
But something is with our plans And I fear awaits me Here on hot dusty street
Up on a but still I can see There hides a man a rifle, it's pointed at me I escape from the man with a rifle But there are others like him that I cannot see
Back of each the click of a gun Die if I stay and my love for her let me run Where is Socorro, will my see her Then in a moment she runs from a door down the
"Up on horse", she is crying "Ride out of town, a trap and they're waiting for you" But if I ride out, she must ride me Then in a I know that our chances are gone
For a is well on its way And it my Socorro She as she falls in my arms
dim my vision but plainly I see The that killed her is standing there waiting for me I walk to meet him, my one thought is 'Beat He deserves death and I swear that this ranger die
I his draw and I shot him Shot him six times just as as the bullets would fly My gun is or more I would shoot him Now there are just like him that want me to die
bullets are coming my way How they when they hit me The pain me fall to the ground
Gone is my strength, just the left to fight I hear the sound of the as it robs me of life If I die, let me find Socorro Let me on to her hand for the few moments left
Blindly I and it isn't in vain I touch the soft velvet hand and it eases the Life is no more but together in death she's my lover, it's over, goodbye