Crosses of San Carlos Lyrics & Tabs by Tom Russell
Crosses of San Carlos
guitar chords lyrics
Two Apache kids
in a stolen car
navigatin by a fallin star ...yeah
Where are they goin?
Towards Jerusalem Mountain
Red amphetamine sunrise
Mesquite
Saguarro
Great Mystical Agave
tell 'em please
Where are they goin?
Past the little white crosses,
the Highway signs
Stay away from the double yellow lines
Jimmy Yelloweyes
the Highway signs
Stay away from the double yellow lines
Jimmy Yelloweyes
take care where youre goin
Aint no alcohol allowed on the Reservation
They're headed out in search of strong libation
Hoyah!
They know where they're goin!
Out where the crosses of San Carlos
shine 'neath a desert moon
near the canyons where Geronimo rode
and the ocatillo blooms
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Hoyah
wheres it all going
Old Mexican Jaguar crossed over last night
near the Agua Priatt
border town lights
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Wheres the old man goin?
He's on the track of a deer
or a Javalina hog
and he aint afraid of your huntin dog
no no no no
He knows where he's goin
and he disdains your greed
your ignorance
your razorwire
your chain llnk fence
yeah yeah yeah
He knows where he's going
Out where the crosses of San Carlos
they shine neath the desert moon
near the canyons where Cochise laid it down
and the old agave bloom
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Ha
Wheres it all goin
Hey eeee
Wheres it all goin
Yeah and one night when the moon is down
we'll come back on you stronger
out on these long purged highways
we'll be crucified no longer
we seen it come
we'll watch it go
the beer is gone
the gasoline's low
said Jimmy Yelloweyes
"Hell, where are we goin?"
Look up ahead in our high beam lights
some kind of leopard
comin at us through the night
ho, yeeah
where's the old one going?
Maybe he's taking backing back his ancient huntin grounds
blood on the streets of the cowboy towns
Yeah Yeah Yeah
He knows where he's going
Then the scream of the tires
the curse and the swerve
the final war cry on the final curve
Yeah Yeah Yay
Where the Hell where they goin?
Out where the crosses of San Carlos
still shine 'neath a desert moon
near the canyons where Geronimo rode
and the ocatillo blooms
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Hoyah
wheres it all going?
Hey eeee where is it goin?
Hey eeee Hoya!
Heyeee...
