Leaving El Paso

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[Chorus]
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Adios, my friend, we're leaving El 
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Paso
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All the Rio Grande's gone bone dry 
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and all the stories have been told
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We're heading up north now, up the 
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Jornada del Muerto
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On the trail of the conquistadores 
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 towards the Santa Fe sun

[Verse 1]
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Say goodbye to those Mexican women 
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down at The H&H Car Wash Café
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All their huevos rancheros and that
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 red enchilada plate
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Where a mountain lion walked in one
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 day, so thirsty for water, they say
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But the cops took him down  inside
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 the car wash front gate

[Chorus]
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So it's, "Adios, my friends," we're
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 leaving El Paso
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All the Rio Grande's gone bone dry 
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and all the stories have been told
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We're hooking it up north now, up 
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the Jornada del Muerto
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Following the conquistadores  to 
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the Santa Fe sun

[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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Remember that old cowboy song about
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 Rosa's Cantina?
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Around the jukebox at Rosa's, we 
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sang it loud and we sang it long
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Staring up at Mt. Cristo Rey where 
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the cowboy rode down to his fate
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To die in the arms of Felina, man,
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 that was a hell of a song

[Chorus]
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So it's, "Adios, my friends," we're
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 leaving El Paso
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All the Rio Grande's gone bone dry 
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and all the stories have been told
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We're hooking it up north now, up 
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the Jornada del Muerto
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On the trail of the conquistadores 
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 toward the Santa Fe sun
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Following the dry, old Rio Bravo  
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towards the Santa Fe sun