Crosses Of San Carlos Lyrics - Blood And Candle Smoke - Tom Russell

Two Apache kids 

in a stolen car 

navigatin by a fallin star ...yeah 

Where are they goin? 

Towards Jerusalem Mountain 

Red amphetamine sunrise 

Mesquite 

Saguarro 

Great Mystical Agave 

tell 'em please 

Where are they goin? 

Past the little white crosses, 

the Highway signs 

Stay away from the double yellow lines 

Jimmy Yelloweyes 

take care where youre goin 

Aint no alcohol allowed on the Reservation 

They're headed out in search of strong libation 

Hoyah! 

They know where they're goin! 

Out where the crosses of San Carlos 

shine 'neath a desert moon 

near the canyons where Geronimo rode 

and the ocatillo blooms 

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Hoyah 

wheres it all going 

Old Mexican Jaguar crossed over last night 

near the Agua Prieta 

border town lights 

Yeah Yeah Yeah 

Wheres the old man goin? 

He's on the track of a deer 

or a Javelina hog 

and he aint afraid of your huntin dog 

no no no no 

He knows where he's goin 

and he disdains your greed 

your ignorance 

your razorwire 

your chain llnk fence 

yeah yeah yeah 

He knows where he's going 

Out where the crosses of San Carlos 

they shine neath the desert moon 

near the canyons where Cochise laid it down 

and the old agave bloom 

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Ha 

Wheres it all goin 

Hey eeee 

Wheres it all goin 

Yeah and one night when the moon is down 

we'll come back on you stronger 

out on this Lordsburg highway 

we'll be crucified no longer 

we seen it come 

we'll watch it go 

the beer is gone 

the gasoline's low 

said Jimmy Yelloweyes 

"Hell, where are we goin?" 

Look up ahead in our high beam lights 

some kind of leopard 

comin at us through the night 

ho, yeeah 

where's the old one going? 

Maybe he's taking backing back his ancient huntin grounds 

blood on the streets of the cowboy towns 

Yeah Yeah Yeah 

He knows where he's going 

Then the scream of the tires 

the curse and the swerve 

the final war cry on the final curve 

Yeah Yeah Yay 

Where the Hell where they goin? 

Out where the crosses of San Carlos 

still shine 'neath a desert moon 

near the canyons where Geronimo rode 

and the ocatillo blooms 

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah 

Hoyah 

wheres it all going? 

Hey eeee where is it goin? 

Hey eeee Hoya! 

Heyeee...