As I rode down to Sonora
The sun was rising high above
There stood a pretty Senorita
She´d been widowed in the night
The sun was rising high above
There stood a pretty Senorita
She´d been widowed in the night
Buenas tardes, little gringo
You´re as good as anyone
I´ve got a bunch of kids to feed
Stranger, won´t you marry me
Estas muy guapa, Senorita
So I will try to settle down
But I´m not used to it, my darling
One day you might wake up alone
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