He was nobly born Had a spanish bull's horn And not one scar on his hansom face He stood like a prince And he had ever since He had grandly walked into the place Though the girls of Madrid Tonight were forbid For tomorrow he must fight once more Before he left the bar He would dance with them all Cause he was El Toreador The day of the feast Was just a lie in the east When he left Maria's warm bed Her dark eyes said more But he walked through the door Shaking cobwebs of dreams from his head And later that day As he knelt to pray He said God grant me this nothing more If it is the way And I must die today Let me die like a Toreador The pageant he chose Shook from the roar As the band played the Toreador's theme Alarmed by the sound The bull paws the ground As the Toreador enters the ring Up and down, round and round On and on, all alone The Plaza del Toros Shook from the roar As the band played the Toreador's theme Alarmed by the sound The bull paws the ground As the Toreador enters the ring Up and down, Round and round On and on, all alone The shouts of ole In the heat of the day Rushed the hot blood to his Spanish heart And the crowd held their breath As he flirted with d**h And the bull fighter's sword found it's mark And trying to hide The wound in his side He walked from the ring standing tall And a crowd gathered round As he fell to the ground A priest held his hand Where he lay in the sand And he was heard to say A brave bull died today But he died like a Toreador