ฟังเพลงThe Sands of Mexico

The Sands of Mexico - Ry Cooder

We went down to Churubusco,

But the devil got there first;

the road was hard, the way was long,

Churubusco was far worse.

Pressed in the Union Army

and ordered off to go

along the southern border

to the sands of Mexico.

Now we come from Cork and Kerry,

that emerald world has past,

My Mary would be pleased to know

I'm a praying man at last!

In this distressed country

little comfort do we know;

my Bible is my road map

on the sands of Mexico.

When the road is cold up yonder, I'll be there,

the boys will harmonize a lovely Irish air.

Take a message to my Mary,

she's the one that's true I know:

when you saw me I had fallen

on the sands of Mexico.

Now the army used us harshly,

we were but trash to them,

conscripted Irish farmers

not first class soldier men.

They beat us and they banged us,

mistreated us, you know,

but they couldn't make us killers,

on the sands of Mexico

That's why we call it faith,

that's why we call him Lord,

that's why I threw away

my Yankee sword.

Our John Riley seized the day

and marched us down the road,

and we wouldn't slay our brothers,

on the sands of Mexico.

Faith and righteousness was all in vain,

Irish blood was spilled once again.

As I stand upon the gallows,

it cheers the soul to know

history will absolve us

on the sands of Mexico.

The sands of Mexico,

the bloody sands of Mexico!

La historia me absolverá

on the sands of Mexico.