Lyrics of "El Paso"
António Serra
Carroll
Assuming you are referring to the song by Marty Robbins...
El Paso
words and music by Marty Robbins
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina;
Music would play and Felina would whirl.
Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was deep for this Mexican maiden;
I was in love but in vain, I could tell.
B:
One night a wild young cowboy came in,
Wild as the West Texas wind.
Dashing and daring,
A drink he was sharing
With wicked Felina,
The girl that I loved.
So in anger I
Challenged his right for the love of this maiden.
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
My challenge was answered in less than a
heart-beat;
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.
Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
Shocked by the bountiful deed I had done.
Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood
there;
I had but one chance and that was to run.
B:
Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran,
Out where the horses were tied.
I caught a good one.
It looked like it could run.
Up on its back
And away I did ride,
Just as fast as I
Could from the West Texas town of El Paso
Out to the bad-lands of New Mexico.
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless.
Everything's gone in life; nothing is left.
It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden
My love is stronger than my fear of death.
B:
I saddled up and away I did go,
Riding alone in the dark.
Maybe tomorrow
A bullet may find me.
Tonight nothing's worse than this
Pain in my heart.
And at last here I
Am on the hill overlooking El Paso;
I can see Rosa's cantina below.
My love is strong and it pushes me onward.
Down off the hill to Felina I go.
Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys;
Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
Shouting and shooting I can't let them catch me.
I have to make it to Rosa's back door.
B:
Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side.
Though I am trying
To stay in the saddle,
I'm getting weary,
Unable to ride.
But my love for
Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen,
Though I am weary I can't stop to rest.
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle.
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.
From out of nowhere Felina has found me,
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side.
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for,
One little kiss and Felina, good-bye.
Buck Johnson
Mitch Drumm wrote:
> a later record marty did called "feleena from el
> paso" which continues the saga.
Wow, I don't think I've heard that one. I guess it fits between "El Paso" and
"El Paso City". Where can it be found?
Buck
Mitch Drumm
Carroll (bro...@hooked.net) wrote:
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: >
: > Help.
: > Do you know the lyrics of "El Paso"
: I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
: Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina;
: Music would play and Felina would whirl.
just for the record, i think the spelling here is feleena; at least that is
the way it is spelled in a later record marty did called "feleena from el
William A. Kristensen
Buck Johnson wrote:
>
> Mitch Drumm wrote:
> > a later record marty did called "feleena from el
> > paso" which continues the saga.
>
> "El Paso City". Where can it be found?
>
> Buck
in print, that's what my ears told me. But anyway, to whet your
appetite for the song "Bellina From El Paso" by Marty Robbins, here's
the lyrics.
Bellina is what I hear and Bellina is what I write. If anyone knows the
missing word (just couldn't understand it) please let me know.
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Out in New Mexico, many long years ago
There in a shack on the desert one night in a storm
Amid streaks of lightning and loud desert thunder
To a young Mexican couple a baby was born
Just as the baby cried, thunder and lightning died
Moon gave its light through the world and the stars did the same
Mother and father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Bellina was the baby's name
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
She ran away from this shack and left them to roam
Father and mother, both asked one another
What made her run away, what made Bellina leave home
Tired of the desert night, bothered by grief and strife
She went away late one night in the moon's golden beams
She didn't know where, she'd go but she'd get there
And she would find happiness if she would follow her dreams
After she ran away, she went to Santa Fe
And in the year that she stayed there she learned about life
In just a little while, she learned that with a smile
She could have pretty clothes, she could be any man's wife
Rich men romanced her, they dined and they danced her
She understood men and she treated them all just the same
A form that was fine, and rare dark shining
Glossy hair lovely to look at, Bellina was this woman's name
Restless in Santa Fe, she had to get away
To any town where the lights had a much brighter glow
One cowboy mentioned the town of El Paso
They never stopped dancing and money like whiskey did flow
She bought a one way, a ticket from Santa Fe
Three days and night on a stage with her ______ now and then
She didn't mind, that she knew she'd find
That her new life would be more exciting than where she had been
The stage made its last stop, up there on the mountain top
To let her see all of the lights at the foot of the hill
Her world was brighter, and deep down inside her
An uncontrolled beating her young heart just wouldn't be still
She got a hotel, a room at the Lilly Belle
Quickly she changed to a form fitting black satin dress
Every man stopped to stare, at this form fine and rare
Even the women remarked to the charm she possessed
Dancin and laughter, was what she was after
And Rosa's cantina had lights with love in their gleam
That's what she hunted, and that's what she wanted
Rosa's was one place a nice girl would never be seen
It was the same way, it was back in Santa Fe
Men would make fools of themselves at the thought of romance
Rosa's took heed of, what the place was in need of
This kind of excitement so she paid Bellina to dance
A year passed or maybe more, then through the swingin door
Came a young cowboy so tall and so handsomely dressed
This one was new in town, hadn't been seen around
He was so different he wasn't like all of the rest
Bellina danced close to him, then threw a rose to him
Quickly he walked to her table and there he sat down
And in a day or so, wherever folks would go
They'd see this young cowboy showin Bellina the town
Six weeks he went with her, each minute spent with her
But he was insanely jealous the glances she'd give
Inside he was hurtin, from all of her flirtin
That was her nature and that was the way she lived
She flirted one night, it started a gun fight
And after the smoke cleared away on the floor lay a man
Bellina's young lover, had shot down another
And he had to leave there so out through the back door he ran
The next day at 5 o'clock, she heard a rifle shot
Quickly she ran through the door that was facing the pass
She saw her cowboy, her wild riding cowboy
Low in the saddle her cowboy was ridin in fast
She ran to meet him, to kiss and to greet him
He saw her and motioned her back with a wave of his hand
Bullets were flyin, Bellina was cryin
As she saw him fall from the saddle and into the sand
Bellina knelt near him, to hold and to hear him
When she felt the warm blood that flowed from the wound in his side
He raised to kiss her, and she heard him whisper
Never forget me Bellina it's over goodbye
Quickly she grabbed for, the six gun that he wore
And screaming in anger and placing the gun to her breast
Bury us both deep, and maybe we'll find peace
And pulling the trigger she fell cross the dead cowboy's chest
Out in El Paso, whenever the wind blows
If you'll listen closely at night you will hear in the wind
A woman is cryin, it's not the wind sighin
Old timers tell you Bellina is callin for him
You'll hear them talkin, and you'll hear them walkin
You'll hear them laugh and you'll look but there's no one around
Don't be alarmed, there is really no harm
There is only the young cowboy showing Bellina the town
The recording history of the trilogy is:
El Paso - 1959
Bellina From El Paso - 1966
El Paso City - 1976
But she'd get ther
Carl E. Fritsch
This song is "Feleena (From El Paso)" from the album
"The Drifter Marty Robbins" Columbia CL 9327 and written by
Marty Robbins.
The missing words are:
"Three days and night on a stage with a rest now and then"
Foo Siang Yean
On Wed, 23 Apr 1997, William A. Kristensen wrote:
> I would have sworn that her name was Bellina. Not having seen the name
> in print, that's what my ears told me. But anyway, to whet your
> appetite for the song "Bellina From El Paso" by Marty Robbins, here's
> the lyrics.
> Bellina is what I hear and Bellina is what I write. If anyone knows the
> missing word (just couldn't understand it) please let me know.
The song lyrics can be found in the cowpie internet website, under
Robbins, Marty.
Foo Siang Yean