MiamiCubano
El Martillo (My Boxing Name)
...grew restless on the farm.
A boy filled with wanderlust who really meant no harm
He changed his clothes and shined his boots
And combed his dark hair down
And his mother cried as he walked out....
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town...
Linky
A boy filled with wanderlust who really meant no harm
He changed his clothes and shined his boots
And combed his dark hair down
And his mother cried as he walked out....
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town...
Linky