Los Alvarez from Compilation by Falcon

Oh my, my lady yes I miss your kiss
Where am I you’ll never guess
Down in old Los Alvarez
Oh my, I wonder if I’ll make it home
That posse’s searching high and low
And you’re waiting there all alone

I’m rolling high and lying low
Throwing dice and dying slow
Running out of luck down in old Los Alvarez
Keeping an eye for the silver star
That sheriff said he wouldn’t let us get very far

What a man might have to do
Just to keep his dignity
When a stranger talks you down
Do you turn your back and run
When the sheriff locks you up
For something that you never done
You turn that town into bloody fear
From the barrel of your six-gun

I’m rolling high and lying low
Throwing dice and dying slow
Running out of luck down in old Los Alvarez
Keeping an eye for the silver star
That sheriff said he wouldn’t let us get very far

See the dust rising high on the east horizon
Hear the sound of the pounding of the horses
We can set up and ambush and really surprise them
Come the dawn we’ll be gone but we gotta move



Hear the sound of the rifles ringing in the canyon
Bullets fly through the sky and the cowboys die
Across the desert there’s a Mexican town that’s abandoned
It’s a couple days ride and a great place to hide

Oh my, how did I get into this
Took the law into my hands
Won an argument with my fists
Oh my how do I get out of here
I see the sun sinking in the west
I see my dreams all disappear

I’m rolling high and lying low
Throwing dice and dying slow
Running out of luck down in old Los Alvarez
Keeping an eye for the silver star
That sheriff said he wouldn’t let us get very far

• Rock
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• folk rock
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• vocal rock
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