Brandon Flowers "Magdalena" lyrics

Magdalena

Please don't tell me I can't make itIt ain't gonna do me any goodAnd please don't offer me your modern methodsI'm fixing to carve this out of wood

From Nogales to MagdalenaThere are 60 miles of sacred roadAnd the promises made to those who ventureSan Francisco will lift your load

In the land of old SonoraA shallow river valley criesThe summer left her without forgivenessIt's mirrored in her children's eyesProdigal sons and wayward daughtersCarry mandas that they mightBe delivered from the depths of darknessAnd born again by candlelightAnd born again by candlelight

Blisters on my feet, wooden rosaryI felt them in my pocket as I ranA bullet in the nightA Federales' lightSan Francisco, do you understand?

Tell him that I made the journeyAnd tell him that my heart is trueI’d like his blessing of forgiveness before the angels send it through

And I will know that I am clean nowAnd I will dance and the band will playIn the old out to cantinaCause we’ll runneth over the ancient clay

And if I should fall to temptation when I return to evil throesFrom Nogales to MagdalenaAs a two time beggarI will go where I know I can be forgivenThe broken heart of MexicoThe broken heart of MexicoThe broken heart of Mexico

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