| Come on and saddle up boys cause the governor said
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| He’ll pay three thousand dollars for Murrietta’s Head
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| I hear Joaquin Murrietta’s steals horses and gold
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| Killed a sheriff in Mariposa or so I’m told
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| He’s the Devil’s bloody bastard, wicked and no good
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| But all the Mexican’s swear that’s he’s Robin Hood
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| Well, with my wife and my sons I work as hard as I can
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| On thirteen acres of California land
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| But the rains never came and I got debts I can’t pay
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| Now the banks gonna steal my farm away
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| So, come on and saddle up, boys, cause the governor said
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| He’ll pay three thousand dollars for Murrietta’s Head
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| He don’t want him alive, he wants him dead
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| He’ll pay three thousand dollars for Murrietta’s Head
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| I hear Joaquin Murrietta rides to avenge
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| The murder of his wife by a mob of drunk men
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| Well, I don’t give a damn if it’s a lie of if it’s true
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| Cause for his family ain’t much a man won’t do
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| You see the fever came around and my youngest boy took ill
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| And I didn’t have money to pay no doctor’s bills
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| So I buried his body beneath that oak on the hill
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| But if I had some money I swear he’d be alive still
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| So, come on and saddle up, boys, cause the governor said
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| He’ll pay three thousand dollars for Murrietta’s Head
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| He don’t want him alive, he wants him dead
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| He’ll pay three thousand dollars for Murrietta’s Head
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| Now the Bible says, you reap what you sow
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| That may be right but I really don’t know
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| Well, if it is Murrietta will be damned to Hell
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| And when I kill him, I’ll be damned as well
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| So, come on and saddle up, boys, cause the governor said
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| He’ll pay three thousand dollars for Murrietta’s Head
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| He don’t want him alive, he wants him dead
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| He’ll pay three thousand dollars for Murrietta’s Head |