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#1 irish

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    Posted 10 Jun 13 - 12:20 AM

    I was born in texas many years ago
    just a few miles south of the alamo
    my parents were farmers, couldn't get much to grow
    oh, the times were hard, south of the alamo

    Well I grew up fast, and I grew up mean
    robbed my first bank before I turned sixteen
    the sheriff tried to stop me, but I laid him low
    now he's six feet under, south of the alamo

    Molly was the name of the girl I loved
    hair like a raven, skin like a dove
    I asked for her hand, but she said no
    when she heard about the killing, south of the alamo

    i gave her a ring, she threw it to the floor
    saying you're a killer, don't love you no more
    so i shot her twice in the stomach, and she died real slow
    now her ghost haunts the south of the alamo

    Well I got out of there, on a horse and the rail
    till I met up with Billy on the chisholm trail
    Bonny was the best friend, I'd ever know
    and we cursed what was south of the alamo

    We robbed many a bank, killed many a man
    everyone feared us, we didn't give a damn
    we saw wanted posters, wherever we'd go
    for the killers from nowhere,and south of the alamo

    Then Billy met an old friend,Garret was his name
    who would later kill BIlly, just to get a little fame
    Meanwhile we said goodbye and I headed to mexico
    they said, they'd raise a little hell, down south of the alamo


    They caught me in in juarez, and hung me up high
    just a lynch mob wanting to see a sheriff's killer die
    no one cared about Molly, she was a half breed you know
    They don't give a damn about half breeds even south of the alamo

    Well, that's the end of my story, there's no moral to tell
    But i hope you enjoyed it's telling, and I hope I told it well
    I've Just one thing to say, before you go
    why don't you come on down to the south of the alamo

    Yeah, if you're ever down this way, please say hello
    to the dead and the living from south of the alamo
    Yeah, if you're ever down this way, please say hello
    to the dead and the living from south of the alamo

     



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