N.C. This is the story of El Lute, a man who was born to be hunted, like a wild animal. Because he was poor. But he refused to accept his fate and today his honor has been restored. A He was only nineteen And was sentenced to die For something, that somebody else did D Bm And blamed on El Lute. Then they changed it to life And so he could escape E From there they chased him And searched for him A Day and night all over Spain. E But the search was in vane A For El Lute. Chorus: A D He had only seen the dark side of life A The man they called El Lute. E And he wanted a home just like you and like me A In the country where all would be free D Though he taught himself to read and to write A He didnʼt have El Lute. E He was one, who have dared to escape over night D A They had to find El Lute. Am Soon the fame of his name E Dm Spread like wild fire all over the land With a price on his head People still gave him bread Am And they gave him a hand E For they knew he was right Am And his fight was their fight. No one gave him a chance In the stain of those days On boards every place They have glued up the face Of El Lute. And he robbed where he could Just like once Robin Hood They finally caught him And that seems the end But they caught him in vane Cause the change came for Spain And El Lute. Chorus: He had only seen the dark side of life The man they called El Lute. And he wanted a home just like you and like me In the country where all would be free When the freedom really came to his land And also to El Lute. Now he walks in the light of a sunny new day The man they called El Lute.
