El Paso --- Marty Robbins
in the West Texas [Em]town
of El Paso
[A7]I fell in love with a Mexican [D]Girl.
[D]Night time would find me in [Em]Roseís Cantina,
[A7]Music would play and Felina would [D]whirl.
[D]Blacker than night were the [Em]eyes of Felina,
[A7]Wicked and evil while casting her [D]spell.
[D]My love was strong for this [Em]Mexican maiden,
[A7]I was in love, but in vain I could [D]tell.
[G]One night a wild young [D]cowboy came [G]in,
Wild as the [D]West Texas [D7]wind.
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing
With wicked Felina, the girl that I [G]loved.
So in [A7]angerÖ
his right for the [Em]love
of this maiden.
[A7]Down went his hand for the gun that he [D]wore.
My [D]challenge was answered, in [Em]less than a heartbeat
The [A7]handsome young stranger lay dead on the [D]floor.
for a moment I [Em]stood
there in silence,
[A7]Shocked by the foul evil deed I had [D]done.
[D]Many thoughts raced through my [Em]mind as I stood there,
[A7]I had but one chance and that was to [D]run.
through the back door of [D]Roseís
Out where the [D]horses were [D7]tied.
I caught a good one, it looked like he could run.
Up on his back and away I did [G]ride.
Just as [A7]fast asÖ
from the West Texas [Em]town
of El Paso.
[A7]Out through the badlands of New Mexi-[D]coÖ
[D]Back in El Paso my [Em]life would be worthless.
[A7]Everythingís gone in life, nothing is [D]left.
been so long since Iíve [Em]seen
the young maiden,
[A7]My love is stronger than my fear of [D]death.
saddled up and a-[D]way
I did [G]go,
Riding a-[D]lone in the [D7]dark.
Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me.
Tonight nothingís worse than this pain in my [G]heart.
And at [A7]last hereÖ
on the hill over-[Em]looking
[A7]I can see Roseís Cantina be-[D]low.
[D]My love is strong and it [Em]pushes me onward.
[A7]Down off the hill to Felina I [D]go.
to my right I see [Em]five
[A7]Off to my left ride a dozen or [D]more.
[D]Shouting and shooting, I [Em]canít let them catch me.
[A7]Iíve got to make it to Roseís back [D]door.
is dreadfully [D]wrong
for I [G]feel
A deep burning [D]pain in my [D7]side.
Itís getting harder to stay in the saddle.
Iím getting weary, unable to [G]ride.
But my [A7]love forÖ
is strong and I [Em]rise
where Iíve fallen.
[A7]Though I am weary, I canít stop to [D]rest.
[D]I see the white puff of [Em]smoke from the rifle.
[A7]I feel the bullet go deep in my [D]chest.
out of nowhere, Fe-[Em]lina
has found me,
[A7]Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my [D]side.
[D]Cradled by two loving [Em]arms that Iíll die for,
[A7]One little kiss, and Felina good-[D]bye.
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