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I got my discharge from fort irwin |
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Took a place on the san diego county line |
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Felt funny bein a civilian again |
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Itd be some time |
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My wife had died a year ago |
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I was still tryin to find my way back whole |
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Went to work for the ins on the line |
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With the california border patrol |
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Bobby ramirez was a ten year veteran |
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We became friends |
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His family was from |
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Guanajuato |
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So the job it was different for him |
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He said they risk death in the deserts and mountains |
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Pay all they got to the smugglers rings |
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We send em home and they come right back again |
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Carl hunger is a powerful thing. |
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Well I was good at doin what I was to |
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Ld kept my uniform pressed and clean |
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At night I chased their shadows |
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Thru the arroyos and ravines |
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Drug runners farmers with their families |
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Young women with little children by their sides |
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Come night wed wait out in the canyons |
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And try to keep em from crossin the line |
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Well the first time that I saw her |
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She was in the holdin pen |
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Our eyes met and she looked away |
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Then she looked back again |
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Her hair was black as coal |
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Her eyes reminded me of what Id lost |
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She had a young child cryin in her arms |
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I asked senora is there anything I can do? |
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Theres a bar in tijuana |
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Where me and bobby alongsidedrink |
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The same people wed sent back the day before |
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She said her name was louisa |
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She was from sonora and had just come north |
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We danced and I held her in my arms |
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And I knew what I would do |
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She said she had some family in madera county |
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If she her child and younger brother could just get thru |
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At night they come across the levee |
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In the searchlights dusty glow |
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Wed rush em in our broncos |
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Force em back down into the river below |
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She climbed into my truck |
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She leaned toward me and we kissed |
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As we drove her brothers shirt slipped open |
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And I saw the tape across his chest |
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We were just about on the highway |
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When bobbys jeep come up in the dust on my right |
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I pulled over and let my engine run |
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And stepped out into his lights |
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I felt myself movin |
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My gun restin neath my hand |
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We stood there starin at each other |
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As off thru the arroyo she ran |
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Bobby ramirez he never said nothin |
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6 months later I left the line |
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I drifted to the central valley |
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And took what work I could find |
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At night I searched the local bars |
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And the migrant towns |
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Lookin for my louisa |
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With the black hair fallin down |