Pancho Villa

Salvador Sanchez arrived and vanished Only twenty-three with so much speed Owning the highway Mexico City bred so many None quite like him sweet warrior Pure magic matador Pancho Villa would never rest 'Til 1925 he closed his eyes 'Til Manila stars would rise Gozo of the Philippines, choirs and angels sing Ukulele strings play for his legend Italy had a king How have they gone? Fell by leather All alone bound together Benny kid Paret came a good way Climbed to the gray sky to raise his hands Stopped by the better man Eyes of Los Rios cry for suns Lost on distant shores, unforeseen horrors Struck and delivered him How have they gone? Fell by leather All alone bound together Why have they gone? Fell by leather All alone all bound together