salvador sanchez arrived and vanished only twenty three with so much speed ownin 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 two manila stars would rise ghost of the phillipines choirs and angels sing ukelele strings play for his legend ilolio king how have they gone fell by leather all alone and bound together benny kid paret came a good way climbed to gray skies to lift his hands stopped by the better man eyes of las villas cry for sons lost on distant shores unforeseen horrors struck and delivered him where have they gone fell by leather all alone and bound together where have they gone fell by leather all alone and bound together