(Kay Arnold - Kendall Hayes)      Pancho Villa, Pancho Villa   The robinhood of Mexico   Pancho Villa, Pancho Villa   The robinhood of old Mexico.      He rode into town one evening   The streets began too clear   The word was passed in whispers   The bandit Pancho Villa's here.      With his band of mighty outlaws   Many stories had been told   Did he fight for the rights of us   Or was it lust for gold.      His rifles numbered forty   His men gave a mighty shout   And the soldiers that we hated   Were all dead or criminal.      And when the battle ended   Our town was in his hands   We realized that we'd been freed   By Pancho Villa's outlaw band.      Pancho Villa, Pancho Villa   The robinhood of Mexico   Pancho Villa, Pancho Villa   The robinhood of old Mexico.      Then I looked out my window   And I began to pray   As he smiled at my Rosana   Across the street as she came my way.      I knew my hand was trembling   As I prepared to draw   And in my eyes could not believe   The miracle I saw.      He put down gold and silver   And food for us to eat   Said I did not come to harm you   And our hearts fell at his feet.      He told us to build a mission   So grand and strong so gay   So the people that he love would know   Pancho Villa passed this way.      Pancho Villa. Pancho Villa   The robinhood of Mexico   Pancho Villa, Pancho Villa   The robinhood of old Mexico...