.North of the border of Old Mexico
I rode one day to the cowtown of San Angelo
A hot sun was glowing, a hot breeze was blowing
Still not as warm as the lips that I waited to kiss
She sent a message a long time ago
Secora had promised to meet me in San Angelo
I was aware o.
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