He killed a man in Dallas,
And another in Cheyenne
But when he killed the man in Tombstone
He overplayed his hand
He rode all night for Tucson
To rob the Robles Mine
Then he left old Arizona
With a posse right behind
He rode across the border
And there it did not fail
The men that was a-follerin’ him
They soon did lose his trail; they lost his trail
They galloped back to Tucson
To get the Cavalry
While he stayed on in Mexico
Enjoyed his liberty; Ayi-ha, enjoyed his liberty
He promised his Rosita
A pretty dress of blue
She said, “You’d go and get it
If you really loved me true; did love me true“
So he went back to the border
Just to get that gal a dress
He killed a man in Guaymas
And two in Nogales; killed two in Nogales
The posse had it figured
They would get him on the trail
Now in Tombstone he’s a layin’
In the Cochise County jail; the Cochise County jail
They-re gonna hang him in the morning
A’fore this night is done
They’re gonna hang him in the mornin’
Lord, he’ll never see the sun
He says to war
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