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Paso a Paso (Luis Fonsi) · Paso a Paso (Luis Fonsi) · Paso a Paso (Servando y Florentino) · Paso a Paso [CD & DVD] (Luis Fonsi) · Legendary Songs of Don McLean (Don McLean) · Don Mclean: American Troubadour (Don McLean) · Don Mclean: American Troubadour (Don McLean) · The Best of Don McLean: American Pie & Other Hits (Don McLean) · The Best of Don McLean [EMI 2002] (Don McLean) · The Very Best of Don McLean [Curb] (Don McLean) – and 90 other albums »


and the way he used a gun 
To kill another cowboy, then he had to leave El Paso on the run 

El Paso City 
By the Rio Grande 
The cowboy lived and rode
and the way he used a gun 
To kill another cowboy, then he had to leave El Paso on the run 

El Paso City 
By the Rio Grande 
The cowboy lived and rode
Sex in the city


(akinyele)
It's another one
It'a another one

Hook - akinyele (in caps) & christine mclean
(lowercase)

I can't wait till one of us
va a decir by the count of ten 
We gonna start a riot

¿Qué, qué, qué, qué,qué, qué pasó pa'?
¿Viste cuantos son viste? fuiste a correr ah 
Ain't
In a Chevy
I'm John Wayne, Superman, California
I'm a Kris Kristofferson Sunday morning
I'm a mom and daddy singing along to Don McLean
and drink my lonestar beer
From Austin up to Dallas, Amarillo to el paso
You can here bob wills bill mack and me on your radio

Don't ask me why I'm going
queen in a Chevy
I'm John Wayne, Superman, California
I'm a Kris Kristofferson Sunday morning
I'm a mom and daddy singing along to Don McLean
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
by any other route

I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on
Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home
I made my bed, so here I lie
I'm
She squeezed the handle, topped the tank off
Pulled out her necklace and kissed the cross
El Paso, he waved horizon off the hood
She's going through
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
thumb tryin' to make it to El Paso
Cause tonight I play at the cabarete they done told it on the radio
To a country singer it's a lonesome road with time
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Billy, they don't like you to be so free.

Camping out all night on the veranda
Walking in the streets down by the hacienda
Up to Boot Hill the like
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
went by
That he didn't understand
She was god's gift to man

Yeah baby tell me, tell me real good
Don't you know that we're livin' just like a young
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
By the Time I Get to Phoenix
Was the last song on your mind the day you left
You woke up in Nogales
With Tequila with her name across your chest
Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Last week, uh, in Nashville, Bob Dylan, one of the top writers
Well, I don't need to tell you who Bob Dylan is
The greatest writer of our time was
By the Time I Get to Phoenix
Was the last song on your mind the day you left
You woke up in Nogales
With Tequila with her name across your chest
Where we're going we don't know
We'll find out tomorrow
If we find out at all
On and on and on we go
Woven in a great tableau
A winding tune
want you to go down
They've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown.
Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-down
To be shot down by the man who was your