| Beto where will you go?
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| Beto what will you do?
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| Beto why don’t you know yet?
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| Your time, your time is through.
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| Held up with all your guns,
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| And all along the way,
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| Oh what the people say,
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| Beto the pure is near,
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| Lock your doors get of here.
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| (get out of here)
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| Antonia Maria, She said to me:
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| «So much more then rice and beans
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| Woa, that I’m cookin for you,
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| Its how I love them true.
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| Bring me your Brothers,
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| Bring me your Mothers,
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| Oh the little and the broken too.
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| I will not lead them, no I’ll just feed them.
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| Let me be me and you be you…»
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| I see all your lies
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| I see all your lies
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| Up on the hilltop flashing lights
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| Up on the hilltop the barrels never lie
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| Up on the hilltop I heard it said
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| In a gun-shot word that
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| Beto the Pure was dead
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| Still I swear I see him walking and talking there
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| I see him walking and talking
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| I feel all your lies
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| I see all your lies
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| Beto where did you go?
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| Beto what will you do?
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| Beto why don’t you know yet?
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| This time your eyes are new
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| Held up in all your sons
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| And all along the way
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| Oh, all of the people wave
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| «Beto the Pure is near
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| Unlock your doors and have no fear
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| Have no fear»
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| Beto la Pura
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| Beto la Pura
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| Beto la Pura
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| Beto why do you care?
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| Beto where do you stand?
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| Bring all your guns and your ways
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| Tell me what the people say
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| Beto the Pure
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| Beto the Pure
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| Beto the Pure |