I killed a man in Dallas,
And another in Cheyenne
But when I killed the man in Tombstone
I overplayed my hand
I rode all night for Tucson
To rob the Robles Mine
And I left old Arizona
With a posse right behind
I rode across the border
And there it did not fail
The men that was a-follerin' me
They soon did lose my trail; they lost my trail
They galloped back to Tucson
To get the Cavalry
While I stayed on in Mexico
Enjoying liberty; Ayi-ha, enjoyed my liberty
I promised my Rosita
A pretty dress of blue
She said, "You'd go and get it
If you really loved me true; did love me true"
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So I went back to the border
Just to get that gal a dress
I killed a man in Guaymas
And two in Nogales; killed two in Nogales
But the posse was a-waitin'
To get me on the trail
Now in Tombstone I'm a layin'
In the Cochise County jail; the Cochise County jail
They-re gonna hang me in the morning
A'fore this night is done
They're gonna hang me in the mornin'
And I'll never see the sun
I want to warn you fellers
And tell you one by one
What makes a gallows rope to swing
A woman and a gun
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