El Bandido

Break for the hills on a cold winter fall Framed for a kill in the eyes of the law The thunder of horses is trailing behind The desert a graveyard to bury their pride Son, I can't believe all the things I've been told And your mama cries for the life you've unfold You'll shake in harrowing fear of the dark If blood's on your hands then I tell you far El Bandido. Tan perdido. Corre por tu vida, hijo El Bandido. Tan perdido. Corre por tu vida, hijo Mama don't cry, don't you see that I know I'm hard to believe with the past I have sewn Justice is calling but you'll say in time That cold blooded killer is no son of mine El Bandido. Tan perdido. Corre por tu vida, hijo El Bandido. Tan perdido. Corre por tu vida, hijo Now the arms of the law will be bound to no end And hung for the price they deserve Son, you have gone from those men that abet But you'll find the peace you have earned When you hear it sung 'El Bandido, My Son We'll be together again