El Fusilado

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Listen close to this crooked mouth 
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For my story I will tell?o 
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Lived in Mexico by the name of Wenseslao Moguel?o 
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Left my home in Santiago 
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The heart of the city of Merida 
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Served with my brothers and sisters all 
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For the army of Pancho Villa 

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Stand me straight against the nearest wall 
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Line up your bravest soldiers oh 
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Ten good shots I'll take them all 
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They call me El Fusilado 

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The Federales captured me 
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Bound up my arms with wire 
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Officer came, he said ?Take your aim ?  
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Steady your guns and fire!? 
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Bullet holes all across my chest 
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Ripped up my shirt and my body?o 
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Heart beat on through the silenced guns 
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To the rhythm of life inside me?o 

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Stand me straight against the nearest wall 
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Line up your bravest soldiers oh 
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Ten good shots I'll take them all 
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They call me El Fusilado 

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Fell to the ground the officer came 
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One last shot to the head­?o 
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Heard through the pain as he walked away 
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And left me there for dead?o 
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All went quiet so I crawled away 
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I wasn't giving up to the glory 
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Ten good shots I took them all 
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And lived to tell my story 

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Stand me straight against the nearest wall 
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Line up your bravest soldiers oh 
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Ten good shots I'll take them all 
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They call me El Fusilado