Wade Bowen - Couldn't Make You Love Me Şarkı Sözleri

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It's a hundred and ten here in Lajitas
Piñatas on the promenade
Sunday best, painted faces
Lining up for the Parade

Oh the river is down here in Lajitas
Steering down the banks of Mexico
Wondering if they'd even notice
If I slipped across and just kept drifting on

It's the Day of the Dead here in Lajitas
Dirt still fresh under the storm
Now our love's gone home to Jesus
You're wearing white in San Antone

Let him know about cattle from Nogales
Said that he once wore my shoes
I finally left him in some alley in Juárez
Oh and he had nothing left to lose

It's the Day of the Dead here in Lajitas
Dirt still fresh under the storm
Now our love's gone home to Jesus
You're wearing white in San Antone

Dreamed I heard the Mariachis singing
Even I were dancing toe to toe
Barefoot on the pears of the ocean
I woke up clinging to a ghost

It's the Day of the Dead here in Lajitas
Dirt still fresh under the storm
Now our love's gone home to Jesus
You're wearing white in San Antone
Yeah now our love's gone home to Jesus
You're wearing white
You're wearing white in San Antone