Chico Fernandez, sleepin' on his gun. Dreams of Santa Anna fighting in the sun. Drums so loud from both sides, makes it hard to dream. A bluish fall on an orange fast.
Jake ridin' shotgun the whole of his days. Headin' for the Mexican border. Shotgun movin' to the rhythm of his range. Just to help him keep law and order.
And the star had to take his role. Not so very far from the stories we know. Of ballads and the million in gold. He's now hatin'. . To believe and to outrun you blind.