Dave Alvin/Tom Russell
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(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, and Frontera Music, ASCAP, administered by Bug Music)
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I¡¯m just tryin¡¯ to make a livin¡¯
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I¡¯m an old man at thirty-nine
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With two kids and an ex-wife
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Who moved up to Riverside
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I¡¯m workin¡¯ down on the border
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Drivin¡¯ back roads every night
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Mountains east of El Cajon
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North of the Tecate line.
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Where the California summer sun
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Will burn right through your soul
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But in the winter you can freeze to death
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In the California snow.
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I catch the ones I¡¯m able to
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And watch the others slip away
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I know some by their faces
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And I even know some by name
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I guess they think that we¡¯re all
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Movie stars and millionaires
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I guess that they still believe
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That dreams come true up here.
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But I guess the weather¡¯s warmer down in Mexico
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And no one ever tells them ¡®bout the California snow.
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Last winter I found a man and wife
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Just about daybreak
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Layin¡¯ in a frozen ditch
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South of the interstate
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I wrapped ¡®em both in blankets
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But she¡¯d already died
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The next day we sent him back alone
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Across the borderline.
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I don¡¯t know where they came from
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Or where they planned to go
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But we carried her all night long
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Through the California snow.
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Sometimes when I¡¯m alone out here
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I get to thinkin¡¯ about my life
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Maybe I should go to Riverside
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And try to fix things with my wife
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Or maybe just get in my truck
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And drive as far as I can go
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Away from all the ghosts that haunt
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The California snow.
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Where the California summer sun
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Can burn right to your soul
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And in the winter you can freeze to death
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In the California snow.
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California Snow
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| Dave Alvin |
