Alba s touto skladbou:
The Revolution Starts... Now,
Begginâ your pardon there stranger
You look like youâre new to this town
Weâre a long way away from the beach here
You wonât see many gringos around
Well I come from West Colorado
And Iâve wandered this world far and wide
Iâve lived for some years in the shadows
And my eyes are unused to this light
If you buy me a strong drink of whiskey
I will tell you the tale of my life
Itâs long and itâs sad but it fits me
And it may bring a tear to your eye
All the men of my family were solidiers
The hard fightinâ straight talkinâ kind
When my turn came all that was over
But Iâd already made up my mind
I was there when we blew though Grenada
And I still have to ask myself why
Then we took down that fool Noriega
Thatâs where I caught the good colonelâs eye
Well he asked me if I loved my country
And before I had time to reply
He regaled me with tales of past glories
I believed every one of his lies
So I left my old life behind me
Turned my back on my family and friends
And I did everything that they asked me
And I lost some sleep now and again
And I lived like a thief and assassin
I smuggled their poisons sometimes
Until I asked the wrong question in passinâ
And the colonel himself dropped the dime
So if youâre ever in west Colorado
Tell the folks in Durango goodbye
Thereâs a price on my head and I canât go
So Iâll just wait around here âtil I die
