Alameda (special edition) Lyrics

I was born and I was raised

Where the valley meets the bay

All I own I carry around

Guadeloupe, San Jose

I haven't had a place

since Alameda moved away

I've got nowhere to go

I've got nowhere to stay

But all along the freeway

The houses that we built

Where lemon trees once grew in rows

Beneath the golden hills

When I lived with Alameda

We could walk to Diridon

Drive up the peninsula

Head out to Ben Lomond

The fog rolled in the valley

As the sun set in the west

I pressed a turquoise to her palm

And held it to her breast

Up on Montebello mountain

Diablo burning bright

She told me she was leaving

And the day it turned to night

I've got a friend in Monterey

I've known him all my life

He was hiring hands for the market stands

It was almost harvest time

But all across the valley

The fields were brown and bare

It hadn't rained in a hundred days

There was no work anywhere

We sat and drank Modelos

And talked of better times

But not of Alameda

The one thing on my mind

Now every night I wonder

Will this one be the last

I've got nothing they could take away

But they might not stop and ask

It's dangerous in the open

It's hard to trust your friends

The police keep us moving

I wish they'd just take us in

I hear there's work in Gilroy

I aint got no wheels

I think I hear Alameda say

(dig in with your heels)