Texas Is My Mother

I came from a house of troubles Father was a broken man Mother rarely spoke a word Cried with no tears We came from another land Where the hills roll like waves of grapes (?) is a mysterious woman With eyes as deep as the sea I would carry you on my shoulders 'Cross the muddy river Texas feels like Mexico She reminds me of my mother We hiked for days against the desert sun Hear the devil laughing We are safe As he drove away The elders were slowly fading I'll try to call her often Please tell her that I love her I work two jobs, sold my guitar Pay the coyote dog I would carry you on my shoulders 'Cross the muddy river Texas feels like Mexico She reminds me of my mother I would carry you on my shoulders 'Cross the muddy river Texas feels like Mexico She reminds me of my mother --- Texas Is My Mother - Alejandro Escovedo