- Border Man
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- Gregorio Cortez was a border
man
- not too dark and not too
fair.
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- About as tall as you or me
- just a man, nothing rare.
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- He came from Matamoros or
Hidalgo
- not a bravo cause he showed that
he could care.
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- His shooting skills were tuned up
good
- if you needed help just tell him
where.
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- He could always track and find the
trail.
- You might track him if you
dare
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- but you would never find his
steps.
- Never loud, he had a hand he used
to share.
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- The seventh son of a seventh
son
- he could read the weather from the
air.
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- Picking corn or cotton, his hand
was fast
- no need to boast, just kept his
eyes and ears aware.
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- He could talk to horses and they
understood
- an hombre de campo, always vaquero
square.
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- When he spoke to older men he held
his hat, just there
- to cover his heart in respect.
Just a man, nothing rare.
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