Album: The Hits Of Baccara
I still remember the piano
Playing the same old melodies
The late-night crowd
Was wild and loud
But then a shoot
Outside the bar-room
And then I saw you for the first time
The way you stepped out of the dark
Up to the bar
Said: “Here we are…
Whiskey for me,
For you Tequila”
The Devil Send You To Lorado
Because he knew that I was there
A man with such a face
In such a lonesome place
Can only be a desperado
The devil send you to Lorado
Because he knew that I was there
And when I heard you'd stay
I felt right away
You'd shake my life
Like a tornado
I still remember the piano
Playing a different melody
You won at cards
You won at darts
Left all the men without a dollar
And now you gotta leave Lorado
They want you out of here by noon
Oh, I can tell
I'm in a spell
So here we go to Amarillo…..