Magdalena Lyrics - Flamingo - Brandon Flowers

Please don't tell me I can't make it 

It aint gonna do me any good 

And please don't offer me your modern method 

I'm fixin' to carve this out of wood 

From Nogales to Magdalena 

There are 60 miles of sacred road 

And the promise is made to those who venture 

San Francisco will lift your load 

In the land of old Sonora 

A shallow river valley cries 

The summer left her without forgiveness 

It's mirrored in her children's eyes 

Prodigal sons and wayward daughters 

Carry mandalas that they might 

Be delivered from the depths of darkness 

And born again by candlelight 

And born again my candlelight 

Blisters on my feet 

Wooden rosary 

I felt them in my pocket as I ran 

A bullet in the night 

A Federales' light 

San Francisco do you understand 

Tell them that I've made the journey 

And tell them that my heart is true 

Not like his blessing or forgiveness 

Before the angels send it through 

And I will know that I am clean now 

And I will dance and the band will play 

In the old out to cantina 

Cause we'll runneth over the ancient clay 

And if I should fall to temptation 

When I return to evil throes 

From Nogales to Magdalena 

As a two time beggar I will go 

Where I know I can be forgiven, the broken heart of Mexico