Friday, August 21, 2009

It's Dance Night

Over at JihadGene's place.

As I am honored to be mentioned by those I respect, I offer up the following tune.

Thinking of a slow one. Light some candles, put your baby in your arms, and shuffle around the floor, neck and neck, any way you know.

Update: I noticed Marty left out some lyrics, so here they all are with the omitted lyrics in bold.

Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina;
Music would play and Felina would whirl.

Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was deep for this Mexican maiden;
I was in love but in vain, I could tell.

One night a wild young cowboy came in,
Wild as the West Texas wind.
Dashing and daring,
A drink he was sharing
With wicked Felina,
The girl that I loved.

So in anger I

Challenged his right for the love of this maiden.
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
My challenge was answered in less than a heart-beat;
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.

Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
Shocked by the FOUL EVIL deed I had done.
Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there;
I had but one chance and that was to run.

Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran,
Out where the horses were tied.
I caught a good one.
It looked like it could run.
Up on its back
And away I did ride,

Just as fast as I

Could from the West Texas town of El Paso
Out to the bad-lands of New Mexico.

Back in El Paso my life would be worthless.
Everything's gone in life; nothing is left.
It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden
My love is stronger than my fear of death.

I saddled up and away I did go,
Riding alone in the dark.
Maybe tomorrow
A bullet may find me.
Tonight nothing's worse than this
Pain in my heart.

And at last here I

Am on the hill overlooking El Paso;
I can see Rosa's cantina below.
My love is strong and it pushes me onward.
Down off the hill to Felina I go.

Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys;
Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
Shouting and shooting I can't let them catch me.
I have to make it to Rosa's back door.

Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side.
Though I am trying
To stay in the saddle,
I'm getting weary,
Unable to ride.

But my love for

Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen,
Though I am weary I can't stop to rest.
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle.
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.

From out of nowhere Felina has found me,
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side.
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for,
One little kiss and Felina, good-bye.


  1. Kid, you always get me with the music. I shed a tear for Vincent, and now for the young man from El Paso. Isn't love grand?

  2. Opus. There's a compliment for both of us here if I may.

    Love IS about the only thing that is Grand. Love and Chivalry.

    Information is not Knowledge,
    Knowledge is not Wisdom,
    Wisdom is not Truth,
    Truth is not Beauty,
    Beauty is not Love.

    - Frank Zappa

  3. Thanks Kid! I've been to El Paso. How's about you?

  4. Kid, lovely thought from Zappa. Yes, I agree. We have to have soft hearts, in our way. That is how people truly touch one another.

  5. Gene, I've never have been but I've always thought I shoulda taken a left turn at Alburquerque ! on my many trips to the left coast.

  6. Kid, you are filled with fine music. We must never forget to feed that part of our soul.

  7. "Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina"

    What a great line. What great music!

  8. Opus. Thanks, agreed of course

    Nickie. Yes. Another is "It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden
    My love is stronger than my fear of death."