Christmas in Nogales ft. Victor Calderon & John Colaiacovo Lyrics

We fled from Guatemala, with the little that we owned

We travelled many a weary mile, for many a weary moon

All the way up through Mexico, myself and my son

And my wife growing great with child, as we journeyed on

It's Christmas in Nogales, in the shadow of the wall

We came for asylum, but there was no room at all

The shelter's overflowing, and the tears will surely fall

It's Christmas in Nogales, in the shadow of the wall

Behind us lie the broken streets of the land that we called home

No safety left for those like us from the brothers of the gun

No sustenance to keep us, nothing left to give

Our only choice to travel north, to find a way to live

Up across the border, into the land of gold

Nine days in the desert, nine nights in the cold

Until at last they caught us, and took away our son

Then sent my wife and me back here with our child unborn

They left us at the station, with no laces in our shoes

Our feet were torn and bleeding, we had nothing left to lose

Our worthless last possessions in plastic shopping bags

To us a baby girl was born, swaddled close in rags