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She opened the gates and gave to him Her father's steed to ride.
God bless the senorita,
The belle of Monterey,
She opened wide the prison door
And let him ride away.
And when this veteran's life was spent,
It was his last command
To bury him on Texas soil
On the banks of the Rio Grande;
And there the lonely traveler, When passing by his grave, Will shed a farewell tear O'er the bravest of the brave.
And he'll go no more a-ranging, The savage to affright; He has heard his last war-whoop, And fought his last fight.