Compadres In The Old Sierra Madres

[Verse 1]
There is a spot I know
Way down in Mexico
High in the old Sierra Madre
There many outlaw bands
From across the Rio Grande
Have found a haven, a holdout, a hideaway

[Chorus]
But danger rides with those who stray
Upon this secret hideaway
Where death is sure to welcome anyone within the law
But if a man must run
From any lawman's gun
He'll find compadres in the old Sierra Madre

[Verse 2]
Deep in the dark of night
Beside a campfire's light
They spin the tales of the life of the bandit
Of jеwels rare and old
Of coaches fillеd with gold
A daring raid that paid off as they planned it

[Chorus]
But danger rides with those who stray
Upon this secret hideaway
Where death is sure to welcome anyone within the law
But if a man must run
From any lawman's gun
He'll find compadres in the old Sierra Madre

[Chorus]
But danger rides with those who stray
Upon this secret hideaway
Where death is sure to welcome anyone within the law
But if a man must run
From any lawman's gun
He'll find compadres in the old Sierra Madre