Songs that could be made into movies

OK, well, it would take a little imagination to do so, but everyone knows a song that could be made into a movie, right? 

Here's one I think would work. 


Gallo Del Cielo (Rooster From Heaven)


Tom Russell - Gallo Del Cielo





Carlos Zaragoza left his home in Casas Grandes when the moon was full

No money in his pocket, just a locket of his sister framed in gold

He rode into El Sueco, stole a rooster called "Gallo del Cielo"

Then he crossed the Rio Grande with that rooster nestled deep beneath his arm



Well, Gallo del Cielo was a warrior born in heaven, so the legends say

His wings they had been broken, he had one eye rollin' crazy in his head

And He'd fought a hundred fights, but the legends say that one night near El Sueco

They'd fought Cielo seven times and seven times he'd left brave roosters dead



Hola, my Theresa, I am thinking of you now in San Antonio

I have 27 dollars and the good luck of your picture framed in gold

Tonight I'll put it all on the fighting spurs of Gallo del Cielo

And Then I'll return to buy the land that Villa stole from father long ago



Outside of San Diego in the onion fields of Paco Monteverde

The Pride of San Diego lay sleeping on his fancy bed of silk

And they laughed when Zaragoza pulled the one-eyed del Cielo from beneath his coat

But they cried when Zaragoza walked away with a thousand dollar bill



Hola, my Theresa, I am thinking of you now in Santa Barbara

I have fifteen hundred dollars and the good luck of your picture framed in gold

Tonight I'll put it all on the fighting spurs of Gallo del Cielo

And then I'll return to buy the land that Villa stole from father long ago



Now the moon has gone to hiding and the lantern light spills shadows on the fighting sand

Where a wicked black named Zorro faces Gallo del Cielo in the night

But Carlos Zaragoza fears the tiny crack that runs across his rooster's beak

And he fears he has lost the fifty thousand dollars riding on the fight



Hola, my Theresa, I am thinking of you now in Santa Clara

Yes, the money's on the table, I'm holding to your good luck framed in gold

And everything we dreamed of is riding on spurs of del Cielo

I pray that I'll return to buy the land that Villa stole from father long ago



Then the signal it was given, and the roosters rose together far above the sand

Then Gallo del Cielo sunk a gaff into Zorro's shiny breast

They were separated quickly but they rose and fought each other thirty seven times

And the legends say that everyone agreed del Cielo fought the best



Then the screams of Zaragoza filled the night outside the town of Santa Clara

As the beak of del Cielo lay broken like a shell within his hand

And they say that Zaragoza screamed a curse upon the bones of Pancho Villa

When Zorro rose up one last time and drove del Cielo to the sand



Hola, my Theresa, I am thinking of you now in San Francisco

There is no money in my pocket, I no longer have your good luck framed in gold

I buried it last evening with the bones of my beloved del Cielo

And I'll not return to buy the land that Villa stole from father long ago



Do the rivers still run muddy outside of my beloved Casas Grandes?

And does the scar upon my brother's face turn red when he hears mention of my name?

Do the people of El Sueco curse the theft of Gallo del Cielo?

Well tell my family not to worry, I will not return to cause them shame


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