Besedila: Iron & Wine. Jesus The Mexican Boy.

Jesus the Mexican boy

Born in a truck on the fourth of July

Gave me a card with a lady naked on the back

Barefoot at night on the road

Fireworks blooming above in the sky

I never knew I was given the best one from the deck



He never wanted nothing I remember

Maybe a broken bottle if I had two

Hanging behind his holy even temper

Hiding the more unholy things I do



Jesus the Mexican boy

Gave me a ride on the back of his bike

Out to the fair though I welched on a $5 bet

Drunk on Calliope songs

We met a home-wrecking carnival girl

He's never asked for a favor or the money yet



Jesus the Mexican boy

Born in a truck on the 4th of July

I fell in love with his sister unrepentantly

Fearing he wouldn't approve

We made a lie that was feeble at best

Boarded a train bound for Vegas and married secretly



I never gave him nothing I remember

Maybe a broken bottle if I had two

Hanging behind his holy even temper

Hiding the more unholy things I do



Jesus the Mexican boy

Wearing a long desert trip on his tie

Lo and behold he was standing under the welcome sign

Naked the Judas in me

Fell by the tracks but he lifted me high

Kissing my head like a brother and never asking why