Title: “Rico’s Eagle” Verse 1 Old Rico rode the roads of the world, From the harbor lights to the desert whirl, A worn-out hat and a weathered smile, Been chasing horizons for a thousand miles. He’d give his last dollar to a stranger in need, Help a broken soul get back on their feet, A heart as big as the ocean tide, A free man’s spirit he could never hide. Chorus Oh Rico, flyin’ high like an eagle in the sky, A good man’s heart and a fearless eye, But if you cross him, boy, you’d better pray, ‘Cause once he locks on, you’re the prey. Oh Rico, king of the wind and rain, A wanderer’s soul that can’t be chained, When the storm clouds gather and the cold winds blow, Everybody knows old Rico. Verse 2 He walked through Marseille, Havana and Rome, Never stayed long enough to call one home, He carried stories in the lines on his face, Like a river keeps memories of every place. The children laughed when he’d come around, The old folks raised a glass in town, A legend carved by the passing years, Respected by friends and feared by his peers. Chorus Oh Rico, flyin’ high like an eagle in the sky, A good man’s heart and a fearless eye, But if you cross him, boy, you’d better pray, ‘Cause once he locks on, you’re the prey. Bridge When anger burns deep in his soul, Thunder rolls and the black winds blow, He spreads his wings above the night, And hunts the shadows in the pale moonlight. Final Chorus Oh Rico, flyin’ high like an eagle in the sky, A good man’s heart till the day he dies, A thousand roads and a thousand tales, Still ridin’ strong through the storms and gales. Oh Rico, the eagle still flies free, Across the mountains and the endless sea, And as long as the wild wind blows, The world will remember Rico.
