"Del Gato" as written by and Rick Clark Gene Clark....
My name is Del Gato born close to the border
Of white blood and red blood I came
I travel the saddle I follow the cattle
Down on the range where they graze
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
My lips parched and bloodied
My face torn by sand storms and pride
Loyalty riches and inner bred ditches ?
Was the brew that I drank as a child
So rebellious a lover
Don Juan as a my cover
They die cast my type called me wild ?
And I just ride in from a hard southwestern drive
The hanging tree is waiting for me to arrive

Structured political our children they ridiculed
They teach them of sins and to lie
Their schools build't by fools but by breaking the rules
Like A fox I am forced now to hide
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
My lips parched and bloodied
My face torn by sand storms and pride
Pepper tree spreads taking many mans heads ?
But the one they would want most is mine

To the mission I go I
In San Juan and I kneel
And I pray for the love of my life
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
My lips parched and bloodied
My face torn by sand storms and pride


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"Del Gato" as written by Rick Clark Gene Clark

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