Never been too much for watching Cause there's too many things to view And when eyes begin to wander They more than likely never get through But beyond my own temptation I'm enticed by what I see And I won't feel satisfaction Until she's where I want her to be I gotta have you, I gotta have you I gotta have you for me You are a sight for sore eyes to see I gotta make you my reality I gotta have you, I gotta have you I gotta have you for me You are a sight for sore eyes to see Come on girl, make you my reality Never been too much for talking Cause there's too many things to say And by the time that I start speaking The right moment has slipped away But I must break this old tradition And try to muster up the words And though someone else may have said them I'll say them in way you've never heard I gotta have you, I gotta have you I gotta have you for me You are a sight for sore eyes to see I've gotta make you my reality I gotta have you, I gotta have you I gotta have you for me You are a sight for sore eyes to see Come on girl, make you my reality Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be reality, baby Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be reality, baby (Repeat) Never been too much for touching Cause there's too many things to feel Plus there's too much disappointment When you find out those feelings ain't real But here's a time when inner senses Are gonna have to shine the light Cause I have overly committed Myself in thinking that you're alright I gotta have you, I gotta have you I gotta have you for me You are a sight for sore eyes to see I gotta make you my reality I gotta have you, I gotta have you I gotta have you for me You are a sight for sore eyes to see Come on girl, make you my reality Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be reality, baby Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be reality, baby (Repeat)

You gotta move, you gotta move Baby, you gotta move If you keep on mistreatin' me, baby You gotta move If you keep on doggin' me, baby You gotta move My mother told me long time ago Watch out for women, oh, they hurt you so And if you keep on hurting me like you're doing You gotta move I said you gotta move You gotta move Move on, you gotta move Let me tell you, baby, I love you, baby, to my heart You keep on mistreatin' me baby, oh, we got to part I hate to let you go, baby But oh, you gotta move Let me tell you one more time, you gotta move Gotta move, get away from me Baby, oh, you gotta move Now if you keep on hurting my heart gal You gotta move One more time, move one You gotta move from me baby You gotta move, I hate to let you go, baby But oh, you gotta move

Maybelline, why can't you be true? Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true? You done started back doing the things you used to do Well as I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Maybelline in a coup de ville A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five Bumper to bumber rollin' side by side Maybelline, why can't you be true? Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true? You've done started back doing the things you used to do Maybelline, why can't you be true? Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true? You've done started back doing the things you used to do The Cadillac moved ti hundred nd four The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more It then got cloudy and it started to rain I tooted my horn for a passin' lead The rain water blowin' all under my hood I knew that was doin' my motor good Maybelline, why can't you be true? Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true? You've done started back doing the things you used to do Maybelline, why can't you be true? Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true? You've done started back doing the things you used to do The motor cooled down, the speed went down And that's when I heard that highway sound The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten a half a mile ahead The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still And I caught Maybelline at the top of the hill Maybelline, why can't you be true? Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true? You've done started back doing the things you used to do (Spoken)

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