Tekster: Mark Knopfler. Camerado.

Camerado, see that cloud across the sun
there aint too many places left to run
there was a time when we go anywhere the wind would blow
Camerado

Camerado, they are fencing off the xxx
I hate to hear the wistle of the train
the next thing you know they want your pistol and your tobaco
Camerado

got a piece of a '44 on fire in my cheast
out here on the ?? I will rest
if you can hand me down that wiskey from my sadel xxx
camerado

Now the light is dying in the sky
that ain't gotta bother you or I
seen enough to dying, almost know all that there is to know
camerado

Now you have ?? in (ride?)
There's pretty women on the other side
xxx xxx xxx you'll be free as ?? in Mexico
Camerado