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Thunder and Rain Or Untouchables

He came from the desert his boots tan to black Enemy's everywhere hold on a leather sack She was a peasant girl her father a brave He was killed for the land he loved She was sold as a slave The first time he seen her he could not explain the pleasure Standing in a doorway out of place A slave to a different race She seen and knew she might be saved This man was different A new kind of brave Together they would hatch a plan the enemy would be slain They knew they could be free Like thunder and rain He almost stole her freedom the price they paid was high He lay on a crowded street to watch his princess die The master he was cunning his nose smelled their plan He waited and watched as time went by He thought he was the better man The secrets were uncovered on a stormy night he came Princess lay with a bullet in her heart The master without a brain Cowboy would walk the desert A ghost for love Bag of gold and pain.

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