Five hundred golden pieces and a shoulder full of lead A worn out horse between my feet, a pounding in my head Gotta make it to the border, Lord this ain’t no place to die On the river’s northern shore, underneath a Texas sky
I see stars I see ocotillo blowing in the wind Feel the breathing of my pony, I know we’ve reached the end Hear the hoofbeats in the distance and the shouts of angry men The rangers may surround me but they’ll never take me in
My shoulder burns like hell fire, this horse too tired to ride I kick and curse and dig the spurs up hard against his side He’s screaming like a banshee, running fast as he can go From the posse trying to catch me to the land of Mexico
I see stars I see ocotillo blowing in the wind Feel the breathing of my pony, I know we’ve reached the end Hear the hoofbeats in the distance and the shouts of angry men The rangers may surround me but they’ll never take me in
My horse he gives up running, we fall hard upon the dirt The rangers aim their shotguns at the pocket on my shirt I reach slow for my revolver, the captain tips his hat I kiss the sacred cylinder, I draw the hammer back
I see stars I see ocotillo blowing in the wind Feel the breathing of my pony, I know we’ve reached the end Hear the hoofbeats in the distance and the shouts of angry men The rangers may surround me but they’ll never take me in
The rangers may surround me but they’ll never take me in The angels, they surround me Mother Mary, take me in