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Wade Bowen
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Couldn't Make You Love Me
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
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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
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