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Bill Venero letra

     Bill Venero

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        In an Arizona town one day
    Bill Venero heard them say
    That a band of Apache Indians
    Were on the trail that way
    Heard them tell of murder done
    Three men killed at Rocky Run
    "They're in danger at the cow ranch"
    Said Venero under his breath!
    Nearly forty miles away
    Was a little place that lay
    In a deep and shady valley
    In the mighty wilderness
    Half a score of homes were there
    And in one a maiden fair
    Held the heart of Bill Venero
    Bill Venero's Little Bess.
    So no wonder he grew pale
    When he heard the cowboy's tale
    Of the men that he'd seen murdered
    There at Rocky Run
    Sure as there's a God above
    I will save the girl I love
    By that love I hold for Bessie
    I will see that somethin's done!
    Not one minute he delayed
    When this brave resolve was made
    "But, man," his comrades told him
    When they hears his daring plan
    "You are riding straight to death!"
    But he answered, "Save your breath,
    I may never reach the cow ranch
    But I'll do the best I can."
    As he crossed the alkali
    All his thoughts flew on ahead
    To the little band at Cow Ranch
    Thinking not a danger near
    With his quirt's unceasing whirl
    And the jingle of his spurs
    Little Chapo bore the cowboy
    O´er the far away frontier.
    Sharp and dear a rifle shot
    Woke the echoes of the spot
    "I am wounded," cried Venero
    As he swayed from side to side.
    "While there's life there's always hope
    Slowly onward I will lope
    If we fail to reach the Cow Ranch
    Bessie Lee will know I tried."
    Then at dusk a horse of brown
    Wet with sweat came panting down
    The little lane at Cow Ranch
    Stopped in front of Bessie's door.
    But the cowboy was asleep
    And his slumber was so deep
    Little Bess could never wake him
    Though she tried forever more.
    You have heard this story told
    By the young and by the old
    How the Indians killed Venero
    On his way to Rocky Run.
    Many years have passed away
    And the maiden's hair is gray
    But still she places roses
    On Bill Venero's grave.
     

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