If I had based this song on me, I'd be writing songs in a prison cell! GUADALAJARA by Joanne Crabtree (with Andrew Crabtree) Picked up the train in Louisville, I went looking for a game of chance Hoping to find me a cowboy, and maybe a sweet romance My cowboy was nothing but trouble, and that is the reason why I left him and I did not say goodbye I just left him by the road to live or die Chorus: It was his own damn fault Somewhere in the Black Hills we stopped havin' fun It was his own damn fault I gave him every chance to cut and run It was his own damn fault Never turn your back on a woman with a gun It wasn't my idea to head for a minin' town Just wanted a couple of horses and a place to settle down But he started up a shell game and he put me out as bait When he did that, the cowboy sealed his fate I paid him back, I did not hesitate Chorus: Instrumental: I hit the road for Mexico on my Appaloosa queen Now I've got a new vaquero and the horse ranch of my dreams I'm happy in Guadalajara; everything turned out fine I heard they got some cowboy for the crime I took the gold, left him to do the time Chorus: to: It was his own damn fault Woe oh oh woe oh oh woe oh oh
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