La Costa Perdida

Lyrics

In the oilfields at San Ardo That's where she broke my heart I buried her in Parkfield In a sandy river bed Sold her car in Fresno Mongols motorcycle club Broken Spanish in the day time Picking fruit with campesinos I'm a half a guero caballero Yanqui From a town just south of Brawley CHORUS: Don't live there anymore I know I look familiar Brother you don't wanna know So listen to your banda Play your narcocorridos Just don't you forget Who's the real chingon They call me flaco blanco On la costa perdida I'm working on a dead man's name His bones are in the woods Scattered by wild animals He knew me in Jolon Broken Spanish in the day time With my crew from Sinaloa I'm a half a guero caballero yanqui From a town just south of Brawley REPEAT CHORUS He shot me in the shoulder He was aiming for my heart Though he was like my brother I had to cut his throat That poor girl in San Ardo Now she's joined by her primo Broken Spanish in the day time Running cattle up at Bishop I'm a half a guero caballero yanqui From a town just south of Brawley CHORUS Don't live there anymore I know I look familiar Brother you don't wanna know Listen to your Banda Toca narcocorridos Just always remember Who's the real chingon