Salvador Sanchez
Arrived and vanished
Only twenty-three with so much speed
Owning the highway
Mexico City bred so many
But none quite like him
Street warrior
Pure magic matador
Pancho Villa
Would never rest
'Til 1925, he closed his eyes
'Til Manilla stars would rise
Gozo of the Phillipines
Choirs and angels sing
Ukelele strings play for his legend
Italy had a king
How have they gone?
Fell by leather
So alone
All bound together
Benny "Kid" Paret
Came a good way
Climbed to the gray sky to raise his hands
Stopped by the better man
Eyes of Los Rios
Cry for sons
Lost on distant shores, unforeseen horrors
Struck and delivered him
How have they gone?
Fell by leather
So alone
All bound together
How have they gone?
Fell by leather
So alone
All bound together
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