| Oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma | 
| She ain’t gonna cheat on me | 
| Two years, I’ve been searchin' for her | 
| Two years, she’s been free | 
| Well, I found her in a dance hall in Laredo | 
| And she told me that she wanted only me | 
| And I held her in my arms the way I used to | 
| But when morning came she begged me to set her free | 
| Oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma | 
| She ain’t gonna cheat on me | 
| Two years, I’ve been searchin' for her | 
| Two years, she’s been free | 
| Well. | 
| I tried and tried to ride away and leave her | 
| With my head hung low, teardrops filled my eye | 
| I rode back to town and found her with a drifter | 
| And I knew right then Ramona had to die | 
| Oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma | 
| She ain’t gonna cheat on me | 
| Two years, I’ve been searchin' for her | 
| Two years, she’s been free | 
| Well, I’m writing you this letter from Laredo | 
| And tonight I’ll ride across the Rio Grande | 
| If I never live to see another sunrise | 
| You know, I loved her | 
| Ma, I hope you understand | 
| Oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma | 
| She ain’t gonna cheat on me | 
| Two years, I’ve been searchin' for her | 
| Two years, she’s been free | 
| Oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma | 
| She ain’t gonna cheat on me | 
| Two years, I’ve been searchin' for her | 
| Two years, she’s been free |