This is a story of seven brothers We had a the same father but different mothers We keep together like a family should Roaming the country for the common good It came to pass one fateful day We found ourselves down Mexico way The town the mayor the PTA Pleading on their knees with us all to stay We d only stopped for a few burritos But they told us of the trouble with los banditos A poor little town in need of aid My brothers and me had never been afraid The age of chivalry is not dead Lonesome 编辑于2008/05/23更新