Juarez
The old man turned and scratched his chin
He said "Son, I wouldn't know where to begin, but your daddy's gone,
He's gone down south... it was all he would talk about"
We never blamed it on the soil
Or the sunburned earth
Or the prices of the oil
This border town is my home
I got rattlesnake guts
In a desert full of bones
Tell my sister I've gone and to find someone
Cause I won't come back no more, no more
Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
I got a drunk for a mother
I got a saint for a brother
And now the sun is shinin' on my hood
The statue on the dashboard
Of Maria looks beautiful,
And I'm headin' down south
I got tequila in my veins
And the devil in my mouth
Tell my sister I've gone
And to find someone
Cause I won't comeback no more...
No more
Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
But hey it's alright
I got jukebox tears and stones for eyes
Hey it's alright
I got jukebox tears under turquoise skies
Hey
So now I got hell on my trail
It took some demons to get even
And now my demons are countin' rosaries
We never blamed it on the soil
Or the sun scorched earth
Where the desert meets the sky
Tell my sister I've gone and to find someone
Cause I won't come back no more
No more
Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother.
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
He said "Son, I wouldn't know where to begin, but your daddy's gone,
He's gone down south... it was all he would talk about"
We never blamed it on the soil
Or the sunburned earth
Or the prices of the oil
This border town is my home
I got rattlesnake guts
In a desert full of bones
Tell my sister I've gone and to find someone
Cause I won't come back no more, no more
Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
I got a drunk for a mother
I got a saint for a brother
And now the sun is shinin' on my hood
The statue on the dashboard
Of Maria looks beautiful,
And I'm headin' down south
I got tequila in my veins
And the devil in my mouth
Tell my sister I've gone
And to find someone
Cause I won't comeback no more...
No more
Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
But hey it's alright
I got jukebox tears and stones for eyes
Hey it's alright
I got jukebox tears under turquoise skies
Hey
So now I got hell on my trail
It took some demons to get even
And now my demons are countin' rosaries
We never blamed it on the soil
Or the sun scorched earth
Where the desert meets the sky
Tell my sister I've gone and to find someone
Cause I won't come back no more
No more
Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother.
I got a drunk for a mother
Got a saint for a brother
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Edmond Sanderson, William Joseph Mccarthy
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