| Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary |
Lyrics
Ain?t No way, Amigo
My father grew up in San Joaquin,
Picking grapes in the sun.
My brother died on the battlefield,
He was twenty-one.
We were proud to work along with you
There was nothing that we wouldn?t do,
Are you?re telling us that we should go?
Ain?t no way, amigo
Ain?t no way, amigo
I think there?s something you oughta know
We?re American as apple pie,
A double-header on the fourth of July
What?s the price you think we should pay
For being part of the good old USA?
Should have settled that one long ago
Ain?t no way, amigo.
My people came here from Mexico
We left the others behind
We were looking for a better life
Above the borderline
It?s a struggle down south of the border,
Every week we send a money order,
To the family we won?t let go,
Ain?t no way, amigo
Ain?t no way, amigo
I think there?s something you oughta know
We?re American as apple pie,
A double-header on the fourth of July
What?s the price you think we should pay
For being part of the good old USA?
Should have settled that one long ago
Ain?t no way, amigo.
Before Columbus sailed out across the ocean,
This land was our own
From the Baja sand above the Rio Grande,
It was Mexico?.