Salvador Sanchez arrived and vanished

Only twenty-three with so much speed

Owning the highway



Mexico City bred so many

But none quite like him sweet warrior

Pure magic matador



Pancho Villa would never rest

'Til 1925 he closed his eyes

'Til Manilla stars would rise



Gozo of the Phillipines, choirs and angels sing

Ukelele strings play for his legend

Italy had a king



How have they gone

Fell by leather

So alone

Bound together



Benny "kid" Paret came a good way

Climbed to the grey sky to raise his hands

Stopped by the better man



Eyes of Los Rios cry for suns

Lost on distant shores, unforeseen horrors

Struck and delivered him



How have they gone

Fell by leather

So alone

Bound together



Why have they gone

Fell by leather

So alone

All bound together