Lyrics Sinaloa Cowboys - Cracker

Sinaloa Cowboys

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-a 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, on the edge of a ravine
Miguel and Louis stood cooking methamphetamine
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You could spend a year in the orchards, or make half as much in one shift
Working for the men from Sinaloa.
Ah, 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 the 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 brother’s lips and placed him in his grave