paroles de chanson Sinaloa Cowboys - Bruce Springsteen
Miguel
came
from
a
small
town
in
northern
Mexico
He
came
north
with
his
brother
Louis
to
California
three
years
ago
They
crossed
at
the
river
levee
when
Louis
was
just
sixteen
And
found
work
together
in
the
fields
of
the
San
Joaquin
They
left
their
homes
and
family
Their
father
said
"My
sons
one
thing
you
will
learn.
For
everything
the
north
gives
it
exacts
a
price
in
return."
They
worked
side
by
side
in
the
orchards
From
morning
till
the
day
was
through
Doing
the
work
the
hueros
wouldn't
do
Word
was
out
some
men
in
from
Sinaloa
were
looking
for
some
hands
Well
deep
in
Fresno
county
there
was
a
deserted
chicken
ranch
There
in
a
small
tin
shack
on
the
edge
of
a
ravine
Miguel
and
Louis
stood
cooking
methamphetamine
You
could
spend
a
year
in
the
orchards
Or
make
half
as
much
in
one
ten-hour
shift
Working
for
the
men
from
Sinaloa
But
if
you
slipped
the
hydriodic
acid
Could
burn
right
through
your
skin
They'd
leave
you
spittin'
up
blood
in
the
desert
If
you
breathed
those
fumes
in
It
was
early
one
winter
evening
as
Miguel
stood
watch
outside
When
the
shack
exploded
lighting
up
the
valley
night
Miguel
carried
Louis'
body
over
his
shoulder
down
a
swale
To
the
creekside
and
there
in
the
tall
grass
Louis
Rosales
died
Miguel
lifted
Louis'
body
into
his
truck
and
then
he
drove
To
where
the
morning
sunlight
fell
on
a
eucalyptus
grove
There
in
the
dirt
he
dug
up
ten
thousand
dollars
all
that
they'd
saved
Kissed
his
brothers
lips
and
placed
him
in
his
grave
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