Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true You've started back doin' The things you used to do. As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Maybelline in a Coupe DeVille Cadillac rollin' on an open road But nothin' outrun my V8 Ford Cadillac doin' about ninety-five Bumper to bumper rollin' side to side Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true You've started back doin' The things you used to do. Well, the Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more It done got cloudy and started to rain I tooted my horn for the passing lane The rain water poured up under my motor hood I knew that wern't doin' my motor good. Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true You've started back doin' The things you used to do. --- Instrumental --- Well now the heat went down And the motor cooled down And that's when I heard that highway sound Cadillac lookin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten, a half a mile ahead Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still I caught Maybelline at the top of the hill. Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true You've started back doin' The things you used to do. --- Instrumental --- Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true You've started back doin' The things you used to do...

The day that we wed, you blessed us and said "May Heaven bestow you Grace" Here in this Holy place We shared our first embrace Our cottage was small, though richer than all The palaces of a King All day, the birds would sing Our hearts were full of Spring Padre, Padre What happened to the love so true Padre, Padre In my grief, I turn to you Then, he came along and sang her his song And won her with sugered lies He, with the firey eyes Now, it's my heart that cries So, I kneel and pray the hours away And lonely, my heart has grown Wond'ring where love has flown Counting my tears alone Padre, Padre What happened to the love that burned Padre, Padre In my grief, I turn to you ...

North of the border of Old Mexico I rode one day to the cowtown of San Angelo A hot sun was glowing, a warm wind was blowing Still not as warm as the lips that I waited to kiss Cheeks that put blushing red roses to shame Lips that were fresher than flowers when kissed by the rain Dark eyes that sparkled much brighter than diamonds She was a beauty, Secora was my lover's name I met her down in Laredo Everyone there in this border town called her 'the Rose' Mexican cowboys drank to Secora Everyone loved her but I was the one that she chose An outlaw above all the rest Now my heart beats so madly Soon she will be at my side She sent a message a long time ago Secora had promised to meet me at San Angelo I was aware of the chance I was taking I was an outlaw but great was my love for this girl I must be with her, I can't stay away Nights spent without her are lonely and so are the days If it means death, then I'll have to chance it Only a few moments more and she'll be in my arms At ten o' clock in the morning I tied my horse and I started to walk down the street Where was Secora, had she forgotten? This was the day and the hour that she wanted to meet But something is wrong with our plans And I fear death awaits me Here on this hot dusty street Up on a housetop but still I can see There hides a man with a rifle, it's pointed at me I might escape from the man with a rifle But there are others just like him that I cannot see Back of each window, the click of a gun Die if I stay and my love for her won't let me run Where is Secora, will my eyes see her? Then in a moment she runs from a door down the street "Up on your horse", she is crying "Ride out of town, it's a trap and they're waiting for you" But if I ride out, she must ride with me Then in a moment I know that our chances are gone For a bullet is well on its way And it finds my Secora She dies as she falls in my arms Tears dim my vision but plainly I see The ranger that killed her is standing there waiting for me I walk to meet him, my one thought is 'Beat him' He deserves death and I swear that this ranger will die I beat his draw and I shot him Shot him six times just as fast as the bullets would fly My gun is empty or more I would shoot him Now there are others just like him that want me to die Their bullets are coming my way How they hurt when they hit me The pain makes me fall to the ground Gone is my strength, just the will left to fight I hear the sound of the lead as it robs me of life If I must die, let me find Secora Let me hold on to her hand for the few moments left Blindly I search and it isn't in vain I touch the soft velvet hand and it eases the pain Life is no more but we're together Even in death she's my lover, it's over, goodbye