Lyrics:

Out in New Mexico, many long years ago
There in a shack on the desert one night in a storm
Amid streaks of lightnin' and loud desert thunder
To a young Mexican couple a baby was born

Just as the baby cried, thunder and lightnin' died
Moon gave it's light to the world and the stars did the same
Mother and Father both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them Faleena was this baby's name

When she seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
She ran away from the shack and left them to roam
Father and Mother both ask one another:
\'What made her run away, what made Faleena leave home?\'

Tired of the desert nights, fatherly grieved to strife
She went her way late one night in the moons golden beam
She didn't know where she'd go but she'd get there and
She would find happiness if she would follow her dreams

After she ran away, she went to Sante Fe
And in the year that she stayed there she learned about life
In just a little while, she learned that with her smile
She could have pretty clothes, she could be any mans wife

Rich men romanced her, they dined and they danced her
She understood men and she treated them all just the same
A form that was fine and rare, dark shinin' glossy hair
Lovely to look at, Faleena was this woman's name

Restless in Sante Fe, she had to get away
To any town that had lights with a much brighter glow
One cowboy mentioned the town of El Paso
They never stopped dancin' and money like whiskey did flow

She bought a one-way, a ticket from Sante Fe
Three days and nights on a stage with a rest now and then
She didn't mind that she new she would find that her
New life would be more exciting then where she had been

The stage made it's last stop, up there on the mountain top
To let her see all of the lights at the foot of the hill
Her world was brighter, and deep down inside her
An un-controlled beating, her young heart just wouldn't be still

She got a hotel, a room at the Lily Belle
Quickly she changed to a form fitting black satin dress
Every man stopped to stare, at this form fine and rare
Even the woman remarked of the charm she possessed

Dancin' and laughter was what she was after
And Rosa's Cantina had lights with love in the gleam
That's what she hunted, and that's what she wanted
Rosa's was one place a nice girl would never be seen

It was the same way it was back in Sante Fe
Men would make fools of themselves at the thought of romance
Rosa took heed of the place was in need of
This kind of excitement, so she payed Faleena to dance

A year passed or maybe more, then through the swingin' doors
Came a young cowboy so tall and so handsomely dressed
This one was new in town, hadn't been seen around
He was so different he wasn't like all of the rest

Faleena danced close to him then threw a rose to him
Quickly he walked to her table and there he sat down
And in a day or so, wherever folk would go
They'd see this young cowboy showin' Faleena the town

Six weeks he went with her, each minute spent with her
But he was insanely jealous of glances she'd give
Inside he was hurtin' from all of her flirtin'
That was her nature and that was the way that she lived

She flirted one night, it started a gun fight
And after the smoke cleared away on the floor lay a man
Faleena's young lover had shot down another and
He had to leave there so out through the back door he ran

The next day at five-o-clock, she heard a rifle shot
Quickly she ran to the door that was facin' the pass
She saw her cowboy, her wild ridin' cowboy
Low in the saddle, her cowboy was riding in fast

She ran to meet him, to kiss and to greet him
He saw her and motioned her back with a wave of his hand
Bullets were flyin', Faleena was cryin'
As she saw him fall from the saddle and into the sand

Faleena knelt near him, to hold and to hear him
When she felt the warm blood that flowed from the wound in his side
He raised to kiss her and she heard him whisper:
\'Never forget me; Faleena it's over, good-bye.\'

Quickly she grabbed for the six-gun that he wore
And screamin' in anger and placin' the gun to her breast
\'Bury us both deep, then maybe we'll find peace.\'
Then pullin' the trigger she fell cross the dead cowboys chest

Out in El Paso, whenever the wind blows
If you'll listen closely, at night you'll hear in the wind
A woman is cryin' it's not the wind sighin'
Old timers tell you Faleena is callin' for hime

You'll hear them talkin', and you'll hear them walkin'
You'll hear them laugh and you'll look but there's no one around
Don't be alarmed, there is really no harm, there
It's only the young cowboy, showin' Faleena the town