| Well there’s a new gunslinger in Juarez town
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| Fallen for a raven haired girl he found
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| The heat is strong but she wears a ring
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| That kind of love is a killing thing
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| Oh, oh, their eyes are shining bright
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| Oh, oh, dancing in the moonlight
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| Oh, oh, they ain’t living in the shadows
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| Oh, oh, down in Old Juarez
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| He don’t care about danger with this kind of love
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| He’s either six feet under or in heaven above
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| She can live but he must die
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| Part time lover was living a lie
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| Oh, oh, their eyes are shining bright
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| Oh, oh, dancing in the moonlight
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| Oh, oh, they ain’t living in the shadows
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| Oh, oh, down in Old Juarez
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| Back in the bar you don’t see a tear in her eye
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| She stands there thinking, drinking to her last goodbye
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| Tell it baby
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| In the night time
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| The heat is rising
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| Out in the street
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| Her eyes burning bright
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| Down in Old Juarez
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| Her eyes are shining bright
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| Someone’s watching in the shadows
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| Down in Old Juarez
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| Baby, baby please
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| You got me down on my knees |