Pancho Villa crossed the border In the year of ought-sixteen. The people of Columbus Still hear him riding through their dreams. He killed seventeen civilians, You could hear the women scream. Black Jack Pershing on a dancing horse Was waiting in the rings
Tonight we ride! Tonight we ride! We'll skin old Pancho Villa And make chaps out of his hide! Shoot his horse, Siete Leguas, And his twenty-seven brides; Tonight we ride! Tonight we ride!
We rode for three long years 'Till Black Jack Pershing called it quits. When old Pershing wasn't looking, I stole his fine spade bit. It was tied onto his stallion, So I rode away on it To the wild Chihauhan desert, So dry you couldn't spit.
Tonight we ride! You bastards dare! We'll hunt the wild Apache For the bounty on his hair. Then we'll ride into Durango, Climb up the whorehouse stairs. Tonight we ride! Tonight we ride!
When I'm too damned old to sit a horse, I'll steal the Warden's car. Bust my ass out of this prison, Leave my teeth there in a jar. You don't need no teeth for kissin' girls, Or smokin' cheap cigars. I'll sleep with one eye open, 'Neath God's celestial stars.
Tonight we rock! Tonight we roll! We'll rob the Juarez liquor store For the Rey Posada gold. And if we drink ourselves to death, Ain't that the cowboy way to go? Tonight we ride! Tonight we ride!
Tonight we fly! We're heading west! To the mountains and the ocean Where the eagle makes it's nest. And if our bones bleach in the desert, We'll consider we are blessed. Tonight we ride! Tonight we ride!