Dame Tu Mano Lyrics - Ely Joe

(Joe Ely) 

Dame tu mano 

Dame tu mano 

The night is cheap like a velvet painting 

The streets are wet but it ain't been raining 

Dame tu mano 

Dame tu mano 

A mile of stars fell in the streets and shattered 

While the guitars played strung with six daggers 

Give me your hand, my little Juarez Mary 

Where the mean streets meet the monastary 

Your ruby lips wet with Tequila 

Theres a neon frame around Pancho Villa 

Dame tu mano 

Dame tu mano 

The switchblade streets in need of sweeping 

The Taxi waits the driver's sleeping 

Dame tu mano 

Dame tu mano 

I'll turn you loose but never let you go 

When the summer's gone and the cold winds blow 

Give me your hand, my little Juarez Mary 

Where the mean streets meet the monastary 

Your ruby lips wet with Tequila 

Theres a neon frame around Pancho Villa 

Dame tu mano 

Dame tu mano 

Five hundred miles I gotta go tomorrow 

And leave you here with your sweet sorrow 

Dame tu mano 

Dame tu mano 

Their talk will sting in the morning light 

They're stringing me up this very night!