Indigo Girls - Cordova
Words And Music By Amy Ray
The Volunteers Come For Your Prayers
And Some Souvenirs,
With Ivory Skin And Boycott Lessons
Year After Year.
Well I'm Tracing Your Face Up In The Space Of The Bottom Bunk,
Oh Cordova.
Where I Cried And I Cried,
I Knew I Was Trading On Things That I Didn't Have,
The Things That I Didn't Have.
With Revolution's Infidelity,
Now You Come To Me
And Your Big History.
With Blacklisted Friends And Tupperware Kin,
Well I'm Tracing Your Face Up In The Space Of The Bottom Bunk,
Oh Cordova.
Where I Cried And I Cried,
I Knew I Was Trading On Things That I Didn't Have,
The Things That I Didn't Have.
I Memorize The Lullabies
Of Dwindling Lives.
The Lay Of The Land, The Touch Of Each Hand
We Lose By And By.
I'm Tracing Your Face Up In The Space Of The Bottom Bunk,
Oh Cordova.
Where I Cried And I Cried,
I Knew I Was Trading On Things That I Didn't Have,
The Things That I Didn't Have.
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