My Brother The Gun by Bronx
We rode like ghosts across the Earth
We woke on Spanish clouds of dirt
But if they only knew
The places we'd been to
Into the desert night I ride
My brother by my side
Mi hermano la pistola
But tomorrow we'll be gone
Mi hermano la pistola
But tomorrow we'll be gone
We left our families for dead
The kids still sleeping in their beds
The sea swearing as it grew
The wind confessing as it blew
But if they only knew
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