Father says head down, we don't want them finding you Mother says practice now all the words you know
Oh, Arizona's burning, they say the fence turned round And now the razor wire keeps us out
Mother says with luck we'll sleep under a roof tonight Father says in the truck we'll be crushed in tight
Oh Chicago, don't forget me as the miles between us grow Keep the maple tree carved with the name of my love The hills we would sled race down Lake Michigan stay endless and painted in sky goodbye
Mother says years ago the whole world was ours to rule Father says let it go those days are gone for good
All the signs read no gringo but somehow we'll find our way Maybe waiting at dawn by the factory doors Sun burnt and bent in the fields Hey don't turn us in, we'll be silent as the grave, as time
No gringo, no gringo aquí Words as levies against the flood Hoy cerrado, there's too many to feed Room for only our own kind, our own blood
No gringo, no gringo aquí You have stayed in this land for too long Tan amargo but there's no time to grieve You just pack up your things and move on And move on, and move on