The Ballad of the Gold Thief

There's a story that's worth telling A thousand pounds of gold is filling A well in southern Mexico they say A handsome man he took that gold He buried 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 knows 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