Come sing a melody, 'cause tonight, I cross the border
There's no work here for us, so tonight, I cross the border
Come sit and drink with me, and we'll toast to the old days
Walk down the darkened streets, to the old and empty plaza
There's no-one left at home
'Cept the old, the widows and the Traficantes
The tourists have all gone home
And the priests have abandoned their stations
So please keep my children safe, and away from harm
Pray to the saints that I make it home to see my family
Come sing me a melody, 'cause tonight, I cross the border
There's nothing here for us, so tonight, I cross the border
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