(Johnny Duhan)
A girl cries in the early morning
Woken by the sound of a gun
She knows somewhere somebody's dying
Beneath the rising sun
Outside the window of her cabana
The shadows are full of her fears
She knows her lover is out there somewhere
He's been on the run for a year
O the soul of El Salvador
The bell rings out in a chapel steeple
The priest prepares to say mass
A sad congregation come tired and hungry
To pray their troubles will pass
Outside the sun rises over the dusty streets
Where the crowd gathers round
Flies and mosquitoes are drinking from pools of blood
Where his body is found
O the soul of El Salvador
Out on the ranch the rich man's preparing
To go for his morning ride
They've saddled his horse out in the corral
He walks out full of pride
He looks like a cowboy in one of those pictures
The President made in the past
The peasants in rags, they stand back for they know
That Enrico gallops fast
Over the soul of El Salvador
Repeat 1
Not used:
The moon like a skull is over the country
The sky to the east is blood-red
A general wakes up and takes his coffee
While he sits on his bed
Outside the barracks the soldiers are marching back
With their guns in their hands
The general goes out, salutes his army
And issues new commands
He makes the guns roar in El Salvador
As sung by Christy Moore