Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Costa Perdida, artist - Camper Van Beethoven. Album song La Costa Perdida, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 21.01.2013
Record label: Concord, Savoy
Song language: English
La Costa Perdida |
In the oilfields at San Ardo |
That’s where she broke my heart |
I buried her in Parkfield |
In a sandy river bed |
Sold her car in Fresno |
Mongols motorcycle club |
Broken Spanish in the day time |
Picking fruit with campesinos |
I’m a half a guero caballero Yanqui |
From a town just south of Brawley |
Don’t live there anymore |
I know I look familiar |
Brother you don’t wanna know |
So listen to your banda |
Play your narcocorridos |
Just don’t you forget |
Who’s the real chingon |
They call me flaco blanco |
On la costa perdida |
I’m working on a dead man’s name |
His bones are in the woods |
Scattered by wild animals |
He knew me in Jolon |
Broken Spanish in the day time |
With my crew from Sinaloa |
I’m a half a guero caballero yanqui |
From a town just south of Brawley |
REPEAT CHORUS |
He shot me in the shoulder |
He was aiming for my heart |
Though he was like my brother |
I had to cut his throat |
That poor girl in San Ardo |
Now she’s joined by her primo |
Broken Spanish in the day time |
Running cattle up at Bishop |
I’m a half a guero caballero yanqui |
From a town just south of Brawley |
Don’t live there anymore |
I know I look familiar |
Brother you don’t wanna know |
Listen to your Banda |
Toca narcocorridos |
Just always remember |
Who’s the real chingon |