Written by Rick -
JAN-2012 (3:45)
Recorded after Rick 2-26-2012
All the crazy matadors have fallen Those now left just want to play it safe They stand back by the exit in the shadows Hope the bull will chase them anyway I once loved a girl named Rosalita She would tell me stories of the ring Id stand beneath her window in the moonlight Where she would stand and listen to me sing
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My Rosalitas eyes are dark and full of sorrow And she gazes not at me but far away Where her true love might be coming from tomorrow And perhaps this time hell stay for it is another day That was long ago when I was younger But sometimes I still think of it today And if Im ever back beneath that window Id look up and this is what Id say
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Are Rosalitas eyes still dark and full of sorrow Did her lover yet return and did he stay Will I find that shes still longing for tomorrow Or will she yearn for yesterday for it is another day