Handsome Carmelito and the one they call Vandito Rode fiery horses through the snow Snow covered hills snow covered miles Miles and miles of traveling to go And they were wild and free Happy as could be in America They were wild and free Everything to see in America, in America
Late one night by a little fire and a lot of booze Dito woke up Lito from a snooze Said "My friend I must confess, I pulled off her dress And had the time of my life with your wife" Oh, we were wild and free Happy as could be in America They were wild and free What will be will be in America, in America
Blod was spilt Carmelito felt no guilt Justice had fallen like the snow The ground was red the ground was white And blue was the color of the sky He was wild and free Happy as could be in America He was wild and free Better him than me in America, in America
Compositores: Edie Arlisa Brickell, Kenneth Neil Withrow, John Bradley Houser, John Walter Bush, Matthew Chamberlain, Wesley C Burt-martin (Wesley C Burt Martin) ECAD: Obra #29355933