Father says head down
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We don't want them finding you
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Mother says practice now
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All the words you know
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Oh Arizona's burning
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They say the fence turned round
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Now the razor wire keeps us out
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Mother says with luck
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We'll sleep under a roof tonight
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Father says in the truck
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We'll be crushed in tight
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Oh Chicago don't forget me
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As the miles between us grow
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Keep the maple tree carved with the name of my love
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The hills we would sled race down
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Lake Michigan stay endless and painted in sky
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Goodbye
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Mother says years ago
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The whole world was ours to rule
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Father says let it go
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Those days are gone for good
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All the signs read no gringo
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But somehow we'll find our way
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Maybe waiting at dawn by the factory doors
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Sunburnt and bent in the fields
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Please don't turn us in
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We'll be silent as the grave
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As time
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No gringo
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No Gringo aqu
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Words as levies against the flood
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Hoy cerrado
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There's too many to feed
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Room for only our own kind, our own blood
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No gringo, no gringo aqu
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You have stayed in this land for too long
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Tan amargo
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But there's no time to grieve
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You just pack up your things and move on
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No Gringo
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Vienna Teng |