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This is the story of el lute&#13;
A man who was born to be hunted like a wild animal&#13;
Because he was poor&#13;
But he refused to accept his fate&#13;
And today his honor has been restored&#13;
&#13;
He was only nineteen&#13;
And he was sentenced to die&#13;
For something that somebody else did&#13;
And blamed on el lute&#13;
Then they changed it to life&#13;
And so he could escape&#13;
From then on they chased him&#13;
And searched for him day and night&#13;
All over spain&#13;
But the search was in vain for el lute&#13;
&#13;
He had only seen the dark side of life&#13;
The man they called el lute&#13;
And he wanted a home just like you and like me&#13;
In a country where all would be free&#13;
So he taught himself to read and to write&#13;
It didn't help el lute&#13;
He was one who had dared to escape overnight&#13;
They had to find el lute&#13;
&#13;
Soon the fame of his name&#13;
Spread like wild fire all over the land&#13;
With a price on his head&#13;
People still gave him bread&#13;
And they gave him a hand&#13;
For they knew he was right&#13;
And his fight was their fight&#13;
&#13;
No one gave you a chance&#13;
In the spain of those days&#13;
On the walls every place they had put up&#13;
The face of el lute&#13;
And he robbed where he could just like once robin hood&#13;
They finally caught him and&#13;
That seemed the end&#13;
But they caught him in vain&#13;
Cause a change came for spain&#13;
And el lute&#13;
&#13;
He had only seen the dark side of life&#13;
The man they called el lute&#13;
And he wanted a home just like you and like me&#13;
In a country where all would be free&#13;
And then freedom really came to his land&#13;
And also to el lute&#13;
Now he walks in the light of a sunny new day&#13;
The man they called el lute&#13;
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