Lirik Lagu Mexican Home John Prine
You Couldn't Hardly Breathe
Heat Lightning Burnt The Sky Like Alcohol
I Sat On The Porch Without My Shoes
And I Watched The Cars Roll By
As The Headlights Raced
To The Corner Of The Kitchen Wall.
[Chorus:]
Mama Dear
Your Boy Is Here
Far Across The Sea
Waiting For
That Sacred Core
That Burns Inside Of Me
And I Feel A Storm
All Wet And Warm
Not Ten Miles Away
Approaching
My Mexican Home.
My God! I Cried, It's So Hot Inside
You Could Die In The Living Room
Take The Fan From The Window
Prop The Door Back With A Broom
The Cuckoo Clock Has Died Of Shock
And The Windows Feel No Pane
The Air's As Still
As The Throttle On A Funeral Train.
[Chorus]
My Father Died On The Porch Outside
On An August Afternoon
I Sipped Bourbon And Cried
With A Friend By The Light Of The Moon
So Its Hurry! Hurry! Step Right Up
It's A Matter Of Life Or Death
The Sun Is Going Down
And The Moon Is Just Holding Its Breath.
[Chorus]
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