In the crystal ball the gypsy sees the villa
The riders on the hill the fire in the fields
She sees the mission bell swinging in the silence
Now the shooting starts
The bullets pierce the hearts
The senoritas crying at the well
Up in the Gold Hotel the money hits the table
The heavies all are there that's why the deal's goin' down
Beautiful women all dressed in diamonds and sable
Down upon the street
Beside a garbage heap
A Mariachi band begins to play.
Somewhere a blues guitar plays echoes in the alleyway
The Tijuana dawn claims another day
The golden sun rises on the runway
The pilot understands
The money changes hands
Inside the jet the briefcase snaps. Goodbye.
In Eldorado town there lives a great bullfighter
His eyes are screaming blue his hair is red as blood
And when the gate goes up the crowd gets so excited
And he comes dancin' out
Dressed in gold lami
He kills the bull and lives another day.
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