Dancehall "girl" Rosie Velez, lost in the desert, is helped to safety by gunman Abel Wood. In the town of Chili Verde, at the saloon of Marguerita Ventura, a word of a treasure in gold brings Abel into conflict with outlaw Hard Case Williams and his gang. Written by
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He Rode The West... The Girls Rode The Rest! Together They Ravaged The Land!
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[Rosie is trying to coax her mule
Only a few more little miles. Only a few more itsy-bitsy, eeny-weeny little miles...
... and then you can drop dead, you miserable hunk of shit!
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