Beto where will you go?
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Beto what will you do?
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Beto why don't you know yet?
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Your time, your time is through.
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Held up with all your guns,
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And all along the way,
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Oh what the people say,
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Beto the pure is near,
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Lock your doors get of here.
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(get out of here)
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Antonia Maria, She said to me:
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"So much more then rice and beans
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Woa, that I'm cookin for you,
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Its how I love them true.
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Bring me your Brothers,
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Bring me your Mothers,
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Oh the little and the broken too.
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I will not lead them, no I'll just feed them.
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Let me be me and you be you...."
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I see all your lies
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I see all your lies
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Up on the hilltop flashing lights
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Up on the hilltop the barrels never lie
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Up on the hilltop I heard it said
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In a gun-shot word that
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Beto the Pure was dead
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Still I swear I see him walking and talking there
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I see him walking and talking
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I feel all your lies
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I see all your lies
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Beto where did you go?
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Beto what will you do?
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Beto why don't you know yet?
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This time your eyes are new
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Held up in all your sons
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And all along the way
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Oh, all of the people wave
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"Beto the Pure is near
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Unlock your doors and have no fear
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Have no fear"
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Beto la Pura
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Beto la Pura
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Beto la Pura
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Beto why do you care?
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Beto where do you stand?
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Bring all your guns and your ways
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Tell me what the people say
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Beto the Pure
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Beto the Pure
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Beto the Pure
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Beto
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