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Come on saddle up boys cause the Governor said
He'll pay three thousand dollars for Murrieta's head
I hear Joaquin Murrieta steals horses and gold
He killed the sheriff in Mariposa or so I'm told
He's the devil's bloody bastard, wicked and no good
But all the Mexican's swear that he's Robin Hood
Well with my wife and my sons, I work as hard as I can
On thirteen acres of California land
But the rains never came, I got debts I can't pay
Now the bank's gonna steal my farm away

Come on, saddle up boys cause the Governor said
He'll pay three thousand dollars for Murrieta's head
He don't want him alive, he wants him dead
He'll pay you three thousand dollars for Murrieta's head

I hear Joaquin Murrieta rides to avenge
The murder of his wife by a mob of drunk men
But I don't give a damn if it's a lie or if it's true
Cause for his family, ain't much a man won't do
Now you see the fever came around and my youngest boy took ill
And I didn't' have the money to pay no doctor's bills
So I buried his body neath that oak on the hill
But if I had the money, I swear he'd be alive still

Come on, saddle up boys cause the Governor said
He'll pay three thousand dollars for Murrieta's head
He don't want him alive., he wants him dead
He'll pay three thousand dollars for Murrieta's head

Well the Bible says you reap what you sow
Well that could be true but I really don't know
Well if it is, Murrieta will be damned to Hell
And when I kill him, I'll be damned as well

Come on, saddle up boys cause the Governor said
He'll pay three thousand dollars for Murrieta's head
He don't want him alive., he wants him dead
He'll pay three thousand dollars for Murrieta's head

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