My Dad played this in the car on his tape recorder on the way to football on the weekends when I was young he passed away last year I miss him badly but this always puts a smile on my face
If I had a dollar for every time I fell in love with a Mexican woman, got mad with jealousy and shot a guy, ran from the town on a stolen horse, only to return due to thinking of the lady I had never actually talked to only to get shot down by a group of men dying in her arms... Id have a couple bucks