| Last night I saw Pancho Villa
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| He came to me in a dream
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| He said he would wait in the mountains
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| He would wait for me by a stream
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| He said that the white horse Bianca
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| Was mine forever to ride
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| With the bandits of sweet liberation
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| If I joined his army tonight
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| He said «Ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride for the glory and gold»
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| «Ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride with your heart and your soul»
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| And viva la revolution
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| The flowers of freedom unfold
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| «Come and ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride for the glory and gold»
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| He said «W live high in the mountains
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| With eagls and lions for brothers
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| And we ride with brave senoritas
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| With the truest of hearts for our lovers
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| We attack, and we vanish
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| Into the silvery light
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| We’re the bandits of sweet liberation
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| Come join our army tonight.»
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| «Ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride for the glory and gold»
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| «Ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride with your heart and your soul»
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| And viva la revolution
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| The flowers of freedom unfold
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| «Come and ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride for the glory and gold»
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| I awoke in the stillness this morning
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| And Pancho Villa was gone
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| I watched the sun on the mountains
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| And I remembered the words to his song
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| Now I give you my horse and my saddle
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| Today I ride on a dream
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| To a rendezvous in the mountains
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| They’re waiting for me by a stream
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| «Ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride for the glory and gold»
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| «Ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride with your heart and your soul»
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| And viva la revolution
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| The flowers of freedom take hold
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| «Come and ride, ride with me gringo
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| Ride for the glory and gold»
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| Last night I saw Pancho Villa… |