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
Cheeks would blush in red roses to shame Lips that were fresher flowers when kissed by the rain Dark eyes that sparkled much brighter diamonds She was a beauty, Socorro was my lovers
I met her down in Everyone there in border town called her the 'Rose' cowboys drank to Socorro Everyone loved her but I was the one she chose
An outlaw all the rest Now my heart so madly Soon she be at my side
She a message a long time ago Socorro had promised to me at San Angelo I was of the chance I was taking I was an outlaw but was my love for this girl
I must be with her, I can't stay spent without her are lonely and so are the days If it means death then I'll to chance 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 hour she wanted to meet
But something is wrong with our And I fear death me Here on this hot street
Up on a housetop but I can see There hides a man with a rifle, it's at me I escape from the man with a rifle But there are others just 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 moment she runs from a down the street
"Up on your horse", she is "Ride out of town, it's a trap and they're for you" But if I ride out, she must with me Then in a I know that our chances are gone
For a bullet is on its way And it finds my She as she falls in my arms
dim my vision but plainly I see The ranger that her is standing there waiting for me I walk to meet him, my one is 'Beat him' He deserves death and I swear that this ranger die
I his draw and I shot him Shot him six times as fast as the bullets would fly My gun is or more I would shoot him Now there are others just like him want me to die
Their are coming my way How hurt when they hit me The pain makes me fall to the
Gone is my strength, just the will left to I hear the sound of the as it robs me of life If I must die, let me Socorro Let me hold on to her hand for the few left
Blindly I search and it isn't in I touch the velvet hand and it eases the pain Life is no more but we're Even in death she's my lover, over, goodbye