Deadman The Ballad of the Gold Thief There's a story that's worth tellin' A thousand pounds of gold is fillin' A well in Southern Mexico, they say. A handsome man, he took that gold. He burried it down deep below, Where no one else could find it, except for one. Yeah, and who's that one? They say she's a pretty girl. As fair as summer, With dark eyes and black hair, Who know's how to use a gun. There's a place she want to be Where the river meets the sea, And the air is filled with salt and nicotine. There's a map she can't read, She's learning to, she want to be A rich girl in her father's arms. With a casa bonita that she can call her own You've got a lot of time, To speak your mind, And hold on to love, The things of your youth, That can carry you through hard times.