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Robert Earl Keen, Jr. - "Sonoras Death Row"
Lyrics to Sonoras Death Row : Me and the boys we cinched up our saddles and rode to sonora last night Guns hanging proud, daring out loud for any one looking to fight Card cheats and rustlers would run for their holes when the boys from the old broken O Rode up and reined on the street that they named Sonoras death row Mescal is free at Amandas saloon for the boys from the old broken O Saturday nights in the town of Sonora are the best in all Mexico Theyve got guitars and trumpets and sweet senoritas who wont want to let you go Youd never believe such a gay happy time on the street called Sonoras death row Inside Amandas we was a dancin with all of Amandas gals I won some silver at seven card stud so I was out doin my pals But the whiskey and mescal, peso cigars drove me outside for some air Somebody whispered Your life or your money, I reached but my gun wasnt there I woke up face down in Amandas back alley aware of the fool I had been Rushed to my pony, grabbed my Winchester and entered Amandas again Where I saw my partners twirling my pistols and throwing my money around Blinded by anger, I jacked the lever and one of them fell to the ground Amandas got silent like night in the desert, my friends stared in pure disbelief Amanda was kneeling beside the dead cowboy plainly expressing her grief And as I bowed my head a trembled shot through me my six-gun was still at my side I felt my pockets, there was my money, I fell to my knees and I cried A nightmare of mescal is all that it was for no one had robbed me at all I wish I was dreaming the sound of the gallows theyre testing just outside the wall The mescals still free at Amandas saloon for the boys from the old Broken O Id give a ransom to drink there today and be free of Sonoras death row Id give a ransom to drink there today and be free of Sonoras death row [ Sonoras Death Row Lyrics ]
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