(Steve Earle)
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Dear Graciela, I'm writin' this letter
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Deep in the night and I'm all alone
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It's nearly breakin' my heart to tell you
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I'm so far away from home
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I know I said I'd never cross the border
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I know I promised to return to you
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But I lost my job in the maquiladora
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What's a simple man to do?
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I met a man in Tijuana
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Said he had a job for me to do
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Standin' on a corner in San Diego
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With a pocketful of red balloons
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All I wanted was a little money
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All I needed was a week or two
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I never even saw the police comin'
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What's a simple man to do?
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Tell my mamma that I said I'm sorry
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I know she didn't bring me up this way
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Ask if she could light a candle for me
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Pray that I'll come home someday
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Oh Graciela, won't you please forgive me
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I never meant to bring this shame to you
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I lost my job in the maquiladora
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What's a simple man to do?
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What's A Simple Man To Do?
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| Steve Earle |
