I found him outside on a long dusty highway
Just south of old San Antone
His left foot was limpin', his clothes were all ragged
Was down to a fifth of Patron
I rolled up right behind him in my beat-up Chevy
And 'bout scared ol' Pedro to death
When he saw it was me, he said, "Thank the Lord"
Dropped his bag and ol' boy hugged my neck

'Cause my charter plane dropped him just over the border
My pilot told him to go north
He'd been walking two days with a bag on his shoulder
Still holding that old .44
All the locals in Texas, they call him a hero
Cause he got us out of a trap
At a nearby saloon, we all gather up and celebrate
The day that Pedro came back

We set him up as a huntin' guide outside Laredo
And I let him work on my ranch
Each day we would take out a couple of hunters
Those whitetail would n'er stand a chance
Many years would go by and we almost forgot
They still had a price on our heads
But on this side of the border, there's plenty protection
And they ain't found ol' Pedro yet

'Cause my charter plane dropped him just over the border
My pilot told him to go north
He'd been walking two days with a bag on his shoulder
Still holding that old .44
All the locals in Texas, they call him a hero
Cause he got us out of a trap
At a nearby saloon, we all gather up and celebrate
The day that Pedro came back

I found him outside on a long dusty highway
Just south of old San Antone