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He rode into town one evening the streets began too clear The word was passed in whisper the bandit Pancho Villa's here With his band of mighty outlaws many stories had been told Did he fight for the rights of us or was it lust for gold His rifles numbered forty his men gave a mighty shout And the soldiers that we hated were all dead or criminal And when the battle ended our town was in his hands We realized that with men free bout Pancho Villa's outlaw band Pancho Villa Pancho Villa...
Then I looked out my window and I began to pray As he smiled at my Rosana across the street as she came my way I knew my hand was trembling as I prepared to draw And in my eyes could not believe the miracle I saw He put down gold and silver and food for us to eat Said I didn't come to harm you and our hearts fell at his feet He told us to build a mission so grand and so strong so gay So the people that he love would know Pancho Villa passed this way Pancho Villa Pancho Villa...