Sinaloa Cowboys

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Miguel came from a small town in 
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northern Mexico
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He came north with his brother 
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Louis to California three years ago
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They crossed at the river levee 
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when Louis was just sixteen
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And found work together in the 
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fields of the San Joaquin

They left their homes and family,
Their father said "My sons, one 
thing you will learn:
For everything the north gives, it 
exacts a price in return."
They worked side by side in the 
orchards
From morning till the day was 
through
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Doing the work the hueros wouldn't 
do.

Word was out some men in from 
Sinaloa were looking for some hands
Well deep in Fresno county there was
 a deserted chicken ranch.
There in a small tin shack on the 
edge of a ravine,
Miguel and Louis stood cooking 
methamphetamine.

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You could spend a year in the 
orchards
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Or make half as much in one ten-hour
 shift
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Working for the men from Sinaloa
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But if you slipped the hydriodic 
acid
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Could burn right through your skin
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They'd leave you spittin' up blood 
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in the desert
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If you breathed those fumes in.

It was early one winter evening as 
Miguel stood watch outside
When the shack exploded, lighting up
 the valley night.
Miguel carried Louis' body over his 
shoulder down a swale
To the creekside and there in the 
tall grass Louis Rosales died.

Miguel lifted Louis' body into his 
truck and then he drove
To where the morning sunlight fell 
on a eucalyptus grove.
There in the dirt he dug up ten 
thousand dollars, all that they'd 
saved,
Kissed his brother's lips and placed
 him in his grave.