Sonora's Death Row (Album Version) 1993 Michael Martin Murphey
TrekSonora's Death Row (Album Version)

Artis: Michael Martin Murphey

Album: Cowboy Songs III

Waktu rilis: 12-10-1993

Sonora's Death Row - Michael Martin Murphey

Me and the boy's we cinched up

our saddles and rode to

sonora last night

 

Gun's 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

 

Sonora's death row

 

Mescal is free at Amanda's saloon

 

for the boy's from

the old broken O

 

Saturday nights in the town of

Sonora are the best in

all Mexico

 

They've got guitars and trumpets

and sweet senoritas

who won't want to let you go

 

You'd never believe such a gay

happy time on the street

called Sonora's death row

 

Inside Amanda's we was a dancin'

with all of Amanda's

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 wasn't there

 

I woke up face down in

Amanda's back alley aware of the

fool I had been

 

Rushed to my pony,

grabbed my Winchester and entered

Amanda's 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

 

Amanda's 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 they're

testing just outside

The wall

 

The mescal's still free

at Amanda's saloon for the

boy's from the old Broken O

 

I'd give a ransom to drink

there today and be free of

Sonora's death row

 

I'd give a ransom to drink

there today and be free of

Sonora's death row

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