North of the of Old Mexico I rode one day to the cowtown of San A hot sun was glowing, a warm wind was Still not as warm as the lips that I waited to
Cheeks that blush in red roses to shame Lips that were fresher flowers when kissed by the rain Dark eyes that sparkled much brighter than She was a beauty, was my lovers name
I met her down in Everyone there in border town called her the 'Rose' cowboys drank to Socorro Everyone her but I was the one that she chose
An above all the rest Now my heart beats so she will be at my side
She a message a long time ago Socorro had promised to meet me at San I was aware of the I was taking I was an but great 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 I'll have to chance it a few moments more and she'll be in my arms
At ten o' in the morning I tied my horse and I started to down the street Where was Socorro, had she This was the day and the hour that she wanted to
But something is wrong our plans And I fear death me Here on this hot street
Up on a housetop but I can see There hides a man a rifle, it's pointed at me I might from the man with a rifle But there are others just him that I cannot see
Back of each the click of a gun Die if I and my love for her won't let me run Where is Socorro, my eyes see her in a moment she runs from a door down the street
"Up on horse", she is crying "Ride out of town, it's a trap and waiting for you" But if I out, she must ride with me Then in a I know that our chances are gone
For a bullet is on its way And it my Socorro She dies as she falls in my
dim my vision but plainly I see The ranger that killed her is standing waiting for me I walk to meet him, my one thought is him' He deserves death and I swear that this will die
I beat his and I shot him Shot him six times just as fast as the would fly My gun is or more I would shoot him Now are others just like him that want me to die
Their are coming my way How they hurt when hit me The pain makes me to the ground
Gone is my strength, just the will left to I the sound of the lead as it robs me of life If I must die, let me find Let me on to her hand for the few moments left
Blindly I search and it in vain I touch the soft velvet hand and it the pain Life is no more but we're Even in death she's my lover, it's over,