I’m the man who rides alone
Down by the Rio-Grand
I am not the man you’ve known
Now you are my former friend.

Uncle Sam’s proclaimed the freedom
But you were my prison cell
Hearing gentle rivers wisdom
I am riding far from hell.

Far from Texas, far from Texas.

Everything is left forever
I have got my horse and hat
Just forget my name and never
Think if I’m alive or dead.

Lonely cowboy keeps on riding
Carring lasso on his back
Nobody is gonna ask him
Why he wears the robe black.

Maybe Mexico will change me
And I’ll be the one you want
Or the former Texas ranger
Will be shot by a rovers’ squad.