We'll ride again, brother...

And when we do, between stories, you will finally teach me to play guitar..



Pancho Villa crossed the border in the year of ought sixteen.
The people of Columbus still hear him riding through their dreams.
He killed seventeen civilians, you could hear the women scream.
Blackjack Pershing on a dancing horse, was waiting in the wings.

Tonight we ride, tonight we ride.

We'll skin ole Pancho Villa, make chaps out of his hide.
Shoot his horse, Siete Leguas, and his twenty-seven brides.

Tonight we ride, tonight we ride.

We rode for three long years till Blackjack Pershing called it quits.
When Jackie wasn't lookin' I stole his fine spade bit.
It was tied upon his stallion, so I rode away on it.
To the wild Chihuahuan desert, so dry you couldn't spit.

Tonight we ride, you bastards dear.
We'll kill the wild Apache for the bounty on his hair.
Then we'll ride into Durango, climb up the whorehouse stairs.

Tonight we ride, Tonight we ride.

When I'm too damn old to sit a horse, I'll steal the warden's car.
Break my ass out of this prison, leave my teeth there in a jar.
You don't need no teeth for kissin' gals or smokin' cheap cigars.
I'll sleep with one eye open, 'neath God's celestial stars.

Tonight we rock, Tonight we roll.

We'll rob the Juarez liquor store for the Reposado Gold.
And if we drink ourselves to death, ain't that the cowboy way to go?

Tonight we ride, tonight we ride.

Tonight we fly, we're headin' west.

Toward the mountains and the ocean where the eagle makes his nest.
If our bones bleach on the desert, we'll consider we are blessed.

Tonight we ride, Tonight we ride.

Tonight we ride, tonight we ride.




I'll see you when I see you, brother.