Zorro

This is the story of old Mexico Long ago in Nogalez town About a young farm boy, while riding his burro He could see something that was in the ground He climed off his burror and started to dig He could tell it was something round All wraped in burlap was a wonderful sword A sword like no other he found He took it home and he played every day With this wonderful blade of steel Ten years later when he was a young man He was really quite good with his skill He never did tell his mom not his dad About the beautiful blade he had found He kept it hidden by wearing a cape He kept it hidden while going to town One day some outlaws they came in to town The bad hombres they were there to steal Shouting and shooting til one pushed him down The young man arose with his steel He fought them off, He beat every one They were no match for his blade On the seat of ones pants as he was trying to leave He carved a big Z they say As they started to run he said to them all I'm Zorro, don't ever come back This made him legend, the whole town they loved him This man on a burros back This handsome young man, this gave him his fame And the ladies they all wanted him To the one who carved Z in the seat of ones pants Senoritas they all adored him Well Zorro became quite a ladies man He loved all, never just one And the strength of his sword, He need more than that Poor Zorro, He only just one As legends have it and as storys go If senorita was ever in need He'd come to her rescue on a raging black stallion Not a burro as he did indeed Through all these years all Mexico know him If you don't believe just ask He be the one they all talk about He carved a Z in the seat of ones pants.