Sonoras Death Row

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Mescal is free at Amanda's saloon
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For the boy's from the old Broken O
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Saturday nights in the town of 
Sonora
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Are the best in all Mexico
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They've got guitars and trumpets 
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and sweet senoritas
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Who won't want to let you go
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You'd never believe such a happy 
town
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On the street called Sonora's Death 
Row

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Inside Amanda's we was a dancing
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With all of Amanda's gals
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I won some silver at seven card stud
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So I was outdoing my pals
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But the whiskey and mescal, peso 
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cigars
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Drove me outside for some air
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Somebody whispered "Your life or 
your money"
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I reached, but my gun wasn't there

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I woke up face down in Amanda's back
 alley
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Aware of the fool I had been
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Rushed to my pony, grabbed my 
Winchester
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And I entered Amanda's again
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Where I saw my partners twirling my
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 pistols
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And throwing my money around
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Blinded by anger, I jacked the lever
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And one of them fell to the ground

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Amanda's got silent like night in 
the desert
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My friends stared in pure disbelief
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Amanda was kneeling beside the dead 
cowboy
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Plainly expressing her grief
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And as I bowed my head, a tremble 
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shot through me
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My six-gun was still at my side
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I felt my pockets, there was my 
money
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I fell to my knees and I cried

[Verse]
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A nightmare of mescal is all that it
 was
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For no one had robbed me at all
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I wish I was dreaming the sound of 
the gallows
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They're testing just outside the 
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wall
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The mescal's still free at Amanda's 
saloon
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For the boy's from the old Broken O
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I'd give a ransom to drink there 
today
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And be free of Sonora's death row
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I'd give a ransom to drink there 
today
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And be free of Sonora's death row