Salvador Sanchez - Mark Kozelek

Salvador Sanchez arrived and vanished

Only twenty-three with so much speed

Owning the highway

Mexico City bred so many

But none quite like him sweet warrior

Pure magic matador

Pancho Villa would never rest

'Til 1925 he closed his eyes

'Til Manilla stars would rise

Gozo of the Phillipines, choirs and angels sing

Ukelele strings play for his legend

Italy had a king

How have they gone

Fell by leather

So alone

Bound together

Benny «kid"Paret came a good way

Climbed to the grey sky to raise his hands

Stopped by the better man

Eyes of Los Rios cry for suns

Lost on distant shores, unforeseen horrors

Struck and delivered him

How have they gone

Fell by leather

So alone

Bound together

Why have they gone

Fell by leather

So alone

All bound together