Pancho Villa Pancho Villa the robinhood of Mexico

Pancho Villa Pancho Villa the robinhood of old Mexico



He rode into town one evening the streets began too clear

The word was passed in whisper the bandit Pancho Villa's here

With his band of mighty outlaws many stories had been told

Did he fight for the rights of us or was it lust for gold

His rifles numbered forty his men gave a mighty shout

And the soldiers that we hated were all dead or criminal

And when the battle ended our town was in his hands

We realized that with men free bout Pancho Villa's outlaw band

Pancho Villa Pancho Villa...



Then I looked out my window and I began to pray

As he smiled at my Rosana across the street as she came my way

I knew my hand was trembling as I prepared to draw

And in my eyes could not believe the miracle I saw

He put down gold and silver and food for us to eat

Said I didn't come to harm you and our hearts fell at his feet

He told us to build a mission so grand and so strong so gay

So the people that he love would know Pancho Villa passed this way

Pancho Villa Pancho Villa...