Sonora's Death Row

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Robert Earl Keen

Robert Earl Keen (born January 11, 1956) is an American singer-songwriter and entertainer. Debuting with 1984's No Kinda Dancer, the Houston native has recorded 18 full-length albums for both independent and major record labels. His songs have had cover versions recorded by many musicians, including George Strait, Joe Ely, Lyle Lovett, The Highwaymen and Nanci Griffith Although both his albums and his live performances span many different styles, from folk, country, and bluegrass to rock, he is most commonly affiliated with the Americana genre. Keen has toured extensively both in the US and abroad throughout his career, and was inducted into the Texas Heritage Songwriters Hall of Fame in 2012 along with Lyle Lovett and the late Townes Van Zandt. more »

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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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