We rode like ghosts across the Earth
We woke on Spanish clouds of dirt
Into the desert night I ride
But tomorrow we'll be gone
But tomorrow we'll be gone
We left our families for dead
The kids still sleeping in their beds
The sea swearing as it grew
The wind confessing as it blew
Into the desert night I ride
But tomorrow we'll be gone
But tomorrow we'll be gone
But tomorrow we'll be gone
But tomorrow we'll be gone
But tomorrow we'll be gone
But tomorrow we'll be gone
But tomorrow we will be gone More from Mariachi El Bronx