John McAnna's Lyrics

My name is John McAnna's

I was Born in Alabama

And I travel with my fríend José

He's a mexican outlaw

Should be buried in the ground

'Cause his family pretend he's dead

We were running around through the railroad

Just escaped out of the fucking jail

Was a quiet night through the desert of gloom

And we heard a distant southbound train

José asked me

"Will you come? 'Cause I'm going back to México"

"I've got nothing better to do. Hell yeah!"

Yeah we go, yeah we go

Through the desert of México

Yeah we go, yeah we go

Late night through the desert

As we enter the town I finaly had to ask

"Who's the man you're trying to find?"

"He's nothing but a traitor we will talk about that later"

The cantina was full, there was music playing

José stepped right in front of a man

He said: "remember me" and he punched him in the face

And made him scream like a motherfucker

"We were fighting for our freedom

For our lands en el camino

When that bastard betrayed us

They killed my brothers and my sisters

And they locked us up in prisión

And you already know all the rest"

Now we're running around near the railroads

José stops and turn his head

It's a quiet day in the desert of gloom

And we heard another southbound train

José asked me

"Will you come? 'Cause I still got so much to do"

"I've got nothing better to say, hell yeah!"

Yeah we go, yeah we go

Through the desert of México

Yeah we go, yeah we go

Right on through the desert