PISTOLERO

Pistolero, pistolero,
where do you ride?
Pistolero, pistolero,
you ride alone tonight

One of brothers five, one day
vowed to try to make his way,
joined the cattle drive to Mexico
Threw in with some banditos,
here he learned their lingo
Killed a man, they called him
pistolero

Five thousand pesos they put on your head
Five thousand pesos to get you alive
or dead

Ride on, ride hard young vaquero,
fast as you can to her side
Ah, but por mucho dinero,
el noveno, por nada,
have died

Pistolero, pistolero,
where do you roam?
Pistolero, pistolero,
on your way home

Every night a candle burns,
waiting there for your return
The candle is out, pistolero
I see the cabin down below
Pistolero, let her go
Tonight you're mine,
pistolero

Five thousand pesos they put on your head
Five thousand pesos to get you alive
or dead

Ah, pistolero, look around you,
your sun has set in the sky
Oh, pistolero, I found you
Kiss Maria, tell Maria
goodbye

Pistolero, pistolero,
lay your head down
Pistolero, pistolero,
six feet underground

Music and
lyrics by

Roy Orbison
and
Bill Dees