He's packed up his boots and his saddle. Seventeen, headin' out on his own. He'll rodeo from Cheyenne to Texas. Dreamin' of one ride in Vegas. One ride in Vegas Lonely nights in rundown motel room
He's packed up his boots and his saddle. Seventeen, headin' out on his own. He'll rodeo from Cheyenne to Texas. Dreamin' of one ride in Vegas. One ride in Vegas Lonely nights in rundown motel room
Granada, tierra sonada por mi. Mi cantar se vuelve gitano. Cuando es para ti. Mi cantar, hecho de fantasia. Mi cantar, flor de melancolia Que yo te vengo a dar. Granada, tierra ensangretada. En