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 sweet 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   Bound together      Benny "kid" Paret came a good way   Climbed to the grey sky to raise his hands   Stopped by the better man      Eyes of Los Rios cry for suns   Lost on distant shores, unforeseen horrors   Struck and delivered him      How have they gone   Fell by leather   So alone   Bound together      Why have they gone   Fell by leather   So alone   All bound together