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Wanda In America

Yuma Large field of corn Surround the small town The smell of a cattle feed The smell of the pig farms Hi way 34 runs through Train tracks and dogs Howling to the sound of Shaking in the local trailer Main Street full of kids Country town, life Pick up full of farm boys or Left off at the local store To spend the hard earned money From days of toil in bean fields Sending money back to their Wives and kids in Mexico Well somewhere one hundred Fifty miles away Denver Rich fat cats eat steak, and Welcome to the American Pedro, jose, maria, billy And lets not forget Wanda Sue..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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