Camerado

Camerado, see that cloud across the sun

There ain't too many places left to run

There was a time when we go anywhere the wind would blow

Camerado

Camerado, they are fencin' off the plain

I hate to hear the whistle of the train

The next thing you know they want your pistol and your tobacco

Camerado

Got a piece of .44 on fire in my chest

Out here on the mess I will rest

If you can hand me down that wiskey from my saddle bag

Camerado

Now the light is dying in the sky

That ain't gotta bother you or I

Seen enough for dying almost know all that there is to know

Camerado

Now you have best light out and ride

There's pretty women on the other side

See you in Salinas you'll be free as air in Mexico

Camerado