Pablo Natario

So you want to be a cowboy Well you know it s more that just a ride Guess you got […]

Ride cowboy ride Through the back door to heaven To the other side I wanna know the danger of a

I tried to make you happy You know I tried so hard to be What you hoped that I would

When I was just a boy The devil took my hand Took me from my home He made me a

You been robbed You been used You been crucified and abused You been sacrificed and Now you re confused Ain

Call it social commentary Call it just what me eyes see Seems that there s more pretty women Than there

Riding high, then shot down I load my guns to fire another round I look deep into your eyes And

We would take no prisoners Cause there was nobody giving in They came walking through my jungle And met an

The clock strikes ten Out on the streets again I been looking for something to please me since I don

In the heat of the street of the city A young boy hides the pain And he walks so tall,

After the smoke clears When it s down to you and I When the sun appears And there s nothing

Listen people can t you hear the voices that are crying out. There s a hunger burning in the heart