A man was shot right through the hand
Yesterday in Ixcatan
Nobody knows why
They saw the shooter fly
Late-model Chevrolet
Through the dust of a dying day
The fear of God dripping from his hands
Like the blood that was dripping in Ixcatan
They held him up, down in Ixcatan
But the blood of a bull ain't the blood of a man
One's for love, the other for pain
But you can't tell that from the color of the stain
The color of the stain
Meanwhile on the mountain-side
A bull's being killed for a Spanish bride
The men were in the river washing blood from their hands
The wedding's gonna be in Ixcatan
The police here were looking for the crazy man
Put a bullet through a young man's hand
They down at the river with their automatic guns
The groom was washing up in the evening sun
They held him up, down in Ixcatan
But the blood of a bull ain't the blood of a man
One's for love, the other for pain
But you can't tell that from the color of the stain
They held him up, down in Ixcatan
But the blood of a bull ain't the blood of a man
One's for love, the other for pain
But you can't tell that from the color of the stain
From the color of the stain
The color of the stain
No you can't tell that from the color of the stain
The color of the stain
The color of the stain
No you can't tell that from the color of the stain
The color of the stain
The color of the stain
You can't tell that from the color of the stain
The color of the stain
The color of the stain
No you can't tell that from the color of the stain
The color of the stain
The color of the stain
You can't tell that from the color of the stain
The color of the stain
The color of the stain
You can't tell that from the color of the stain
The color of the stain