Gringo?s Guitar Lyrics

( listen . . . shh . . . listen! there, it?s playing again . . .Gringo?s guitar playing songs of desireAre sung by the haunted wind! )Down in nualo, laredo,On the border of ol? mexicoThere?s a legend they tell of a cowboy,A tall texas drover named joeBut the braseros just call him gringo,The gringo who played the guitarTo the mexican girl that he loved so,?neath the misty mexico star( listen . . . shh . . . listen! there, it?s playing again . . .Gringo?s guitar playing songs of desireAre sung by the haunted wind! )He sang of the day when they?d marry,When the round-up was over an? throughAnd great were the plans for their wedding,And for dreams they dreamed would come trueBut he never came back from the round-up,A stampeding herd ran him downBut, sometimes, strange and beautiful musicOf a guitar is heard through the town( listen . . . shh . . . listen! there, it?s playing again . . .Gringo?s guitar playing songs of desireAre sung by the haunted wind! )Perry Blake - Gringo?s Guitar - http://motolyrics.com/perry-blake/gringo-s-guitar-lyrics.html