Mexican Home (Live)

John Prine - Country, Progressive Country
Mexican Home (Live)
2 Plays
Duration: 4:17
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Well, it got so hot last night, I swear you couldn't hardly breathe Heat lightning burned the sky like alcohol I sat on my porch without my shoes and I watched the cars roll by As the headlights raced to the corner of the kitchen wall [Chorus] Mama dear, your boy is here, far across the sea Waiting for that sacred coal that burns inside of me And I feel a storm all wet and warm not ten miles away Approaching my Mexican home [Verse 2] Oh my God, I cried, it's so hot inside you could die in the living room Take the fan from the window, prop the door back with a broom Well, the cuckoo clock has died of shock and thе windows feel no pain And the air's as still as the throttle on a funеral train [Chorus] Mama dear, your boy is here, far across the sea Waiting for that sacred coal that burns inside of me And I feel a storm all wet and warm not ten miles away Approaching my Mexican home [Verse 3] Well, my father died on the porch outside on an August afternoon I sipped bourbon and cried with a friend by the light of the moon So it's hurry, hurry, step right up, it's a matter of life or death Well, the sun's going down and the moon is just holding its breath [Chorus] Mama dear, your boy is here, far across the sea Waiting for that sacred coal that burns inside of me And I feel a storm all wet and warm not ten miles away Approaching my Mexican home [Refrain] All approaching my Mexican home All approaching my Mexican home
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Credits
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- John Prine