Bruce Springsteen

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Miguel came from a small town
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In northern Mexico
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He came north with his brother Luis
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To California three years ago
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They crossed at the river levee
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When Luis was just sixteen
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And found work together in the fields of
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the San Joaquin

They left their homes and family,
their father said,
"My sons, one thing you will learn
For everything the north gives,
it exacts a price in return"
They worked side by side in
the orchards from morning until the day was through
Doing the work the gueros wouldn't do

Word was out some men in from Sinaloa were
looking for some hands
Well, deep in Fresno county, there was
a deserted chicken ranch
There in a small tin shack on the edge of a ravine
Miguel and Luis stood cooking methamphetamine

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You could spend a year in the orchards
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Or make half as much in one ten-hour shift
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Working for the men from Sinaloa
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Ah, but if you slipped
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The hydriodic acid
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Could burn right through your skin
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They'd leave you spitting up blood in the desert
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If you breathed those fumes in

It was early one winter evening as
Miguel stood watch outside
When the shack exploded, lighting up
the valley night
Miguel carried Luis's body over his shoulder
down a swale to the creek side
And there in the tall grass, Luis Rosales died

Miguel lifted Luis' body into his truck
and then he drove
To where the morning sunlight fell on
a eucalyptus grove
In the dirt, he dug up ten thousand dollars,
all that they'd saved
Kissed his brother's lips and placed
him in his grave