Desperado Lyrics

When the rain lashed down and the thunder roared

There were six desperadoes in the hands of the lord

Ahead of the posse, but with not much time

Just a short length ahead of the hangman's line

They found a craggy rock with a cave inside

Each and every man prepared to die

Some crossed themselves with the catholic sign

Bad Bill Rogers called the sheriff a swine

As the storm grew wilder and the wind did scream

They were hoping and praying it was just a bad dream

You can't turn back the clock and change what's been done

And there ain't no hiding from the law man's gun

Well, the storm passed by thought they were home and dry

But the sheriff came and hired an Indian guide

Up with the sun and out with the lark

The sheriff's winchester gave an instant bark

The lead rained down from every side

The posse had the edge with a sudden surprise

The sheriff's rifles were a brand new batch

And a Colt .45 was not a good match

In six minutes flat there were six dead men

With no one to weep and no one to pen

The posse entered town to a rousing cheer

The townsfolk stood them a night of good beer