Magdalena Lyrics

Oh oh oh oh...
Please don't tell me I can't make it
It ain't gonna do me any good
And please don't offer me your modern methods
I'm fixin' to carve this out of wood
From Nogales to Magdalena
There are 60 miles of sacred road
And the promise is made to those who venture
San Francisco will lift your load
Oh oh oh oh ...

In the land of old Sonora
A shallow river valley cries
The summer left her without forgiveness
It's mirrored in her children's eyes
Prodigal sons and wayward daughters
Carry mandas that they might
Be delivered through the depths of darkness
And born again by candlelight
And born again by candlelight
Oh oh oh oh....
Blisters on my feet
Wooden rosary
I felt them in my pocket as I ran
A bullet in the night
A Federale's life
San Francisco do you understand?

Well tell him that I made the journey
And tell him that my heart is true
I'd like his blessing of forgiveness
Before the angels send their crew
And I will know that I am clean now
And I will dance and the band will play
In the old out cantina
Cups will runneth over the ancient clay

And if I should fall to temptation
When I return to the evil throes
From Nogales to Magdalena
As a two-time beggar I will go
Where I know I can be forgiven
For the broken heart of Mexico
oh oh oh...
Broken heart of Mexico
oh oh oh...
The Broken heart of Mexico
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