Lyrics

17 songs from Viva Bandolera are Spanish songs from 5 previous albums.

All lyrics are below.

(Patricia Vonne/Johnny Reno/ Paul Boll)

 

Steel metal cruisers are out tonight black silhouette against the neon light

loves got me crazy going down in a blaze

my heart beats racing like a high speed chase

Come & Rock & Rattle My Cage!

come on & Rock & Rattle My Cage!

you’ve got me locked and loaded  I’m ready to rage

cool rockin’ daddy Rattle My Cage!

Love me or leave me with a kiss of fire

try to deceive me man i know you’re a liar

when you blow into town you’re  the devil wind

we slip into the alley like original sin

Come and Rock and Rattle My Cage!

Steel Metal cruisers are out tonight

Any wrong you may do you better treat me right

Loves got me crazy going down in a blaze

My heart beats racing like a high speed chase

Patricia Vonne/Doyle Bramhall

 

Loving you was all that I could do

Loving you how you tore my heart in two

Make believe you feel the way I do

And I’ll walk the dark mile for you

You left me standing in my Sunday dress

With hopes and dreams now you lay me down to rest

Without a warning you left a bitterness

Now i walk the dark mile in tears of blue

I bled so red I cried so blue

Unkown fear around the moon

 

Loving you was all that I could do

Loving you how you tore my heart in two

Make believe you feel the way I do

And I’ll walk the dark mile

It’s my battle and my truth

I’ll walk the dark mile in tears of blue

Only for you

(Patricia Vonne/Alejandro Escovedo/Robert LaRoche)

Beauty lives where hearts collide

A place where lovers hideaway

Perhaps we lived in ancient time

meant to love eternally

 

I’m gonna ravage your heart

Melt away your fear/wipe away your tears

And the rest of the world will fall away

A lovers kiss makes an angel sigh

We’ll build a kingdom you and me

Two circles join when stars align

Meant to love eternally

Why does your love  keep haunting me

I’m gonna make you feel the way I feel for you

 

Beauty is a temple of the sky

A place where lovers hide away

Inside this heart you’ll find a lonely rhythm

A rhythm from another time

Patricia Vonne

 

Saborear tus besos que’ maravilla

recordar las promesas que me hiciste

sentir tus brazos que’ maravilla

mirar en tus ojos que iluminan mi vida

 

No hay suficientes horas en el dia cariño

la mañana viene tan pronto querido

si tan solo durara cien horas

 

Saborear tus labios que’ maravilla

te bajaste del cielo por gracia divina

deretirme en tus brazos que’ maravilla

recorder los sentimientos que me dijiste

 

(Patricia Vonne/Rosie Flores)

 

This cats in the doghouse!  This cat’s in the doghouse!

This cat’s in the doghouse and I’m never gonna let him out!

Well I’ve been waitin’ by the fire and the telephone

It hasn’t rung or rattled all night

I made dinner for two with a river of wine

Waitin’ for our rendezvous at midnight

Well that’s a cold shot baby running through my veins

Every time you go and shoot out the lights

Well I’m making a list and I’m callin’ it quits

If you resist to make it right

 

This cat’s in the doghouse! This cat’s in the doghouse!

This cat’s in the doghouse and I’m never gonna let him out!

 

Well you tell me that you’re gonna be nice baby you hurt me again and again

Well here you are scratching like a hound dog beggin’ me to let you in

This cat’s in the doghouse!

 

Well you can hear the devil moan, hiss, spitfire as you OD on nicotine

An unfaithful kiss how’d it come to this my hunk of burning libertine

My eyes are bloodshot baby cryin’ over you I’m melting in a hellfire

I’m gonna lock you up and nail you down a thousand kisses live wire

This cat’s in the doghouse! This cat’s in chateau bow wow!

This cat’s in the doghouse and I’m never gonna let him out! grrrrrrrr…

(Patricia Vonne/Peter Kingsbery)

 

Stay out of sight and of mind invisible

forgive not to forget and lick my wounds till they mend

I will not tiptoe round your window sill

but stay in my back yard

and try hard to dig a big hole beneath the fence

 

My raging hearts like a bitter need

just another beggar at your feet

completely blown apart heavy as it is deep

how your body still can make me weep

 

All the pretty girls that come and go for broke

no I’m not one of them

but I keep your smile to myself

I’ve nurtured each and every word you wrote

What I’m hearing lately

Sounds more like a desperately cry for help

 

Lovers on the run coming undone

Now under the gunI’ll never run back to you Now i’m gonna run

 

My raging hearts like a bitter need just another beggar at your feet

completely blown apart heavy as it is deep

how your body still can make me weep

into the microphone you shouted

the more and more I think about it

Hey when you’re riding high do you still deny

that you’re living with a lonely heart

Patricia Vonne/Michael Martin

 

En mis noches de insomnio hay laberintos en mi mente

quiero que los brazos de un angel de la guarda me arrullen

en la noche callada en mi cuarto solitario mi cama esta cubierta de nieve del invierno yo ruego

dulce refugio siempre a mi lado dulce refugio

 

Mis cansados ojos nunca se cierran en sueño

mis pensamientos se aceleran

mientras los afortunados suenan desvelada escucho mi corazon latir

soy prisionera de mis propios sufrimientos y ruego por un

dulce refugio siempre a mi lado dulce refugio

 

In my nights of insomnia there are labyrinths in my mind I wish to be cradled in the arms of a guardian angel

In the silent night in my solitary room my bed is covered with winter snow as I beg for sweet refuge always by my side sweet refuge my tired eyes never close in sleep my thoughts race ahead of me while all fortunate ones are dreaming wide awake I hear my own heart beating I am a prisoner of my own suffering begging for sweet refuge

(Patricia Vonne)

 

Giddy up cowboy! I’ll find a way to melt your stone cold heart one day

I’ll meet you in la ville de l’amour, Champs- Elysees

I’m on a bullet train to find romance put me in a Paris trance

Champagne dinner tête-à-tête on a moonlit boat ride on the River Seine

Living in a fairy tale under your spell

I’m on a bullet train to find romance put me in a Paris trance

 

Kiss me in the moon light je t’aime de tout mon coeur

Embrace me with all your might  mon cher je t’adore

Underneath the Eiffel Tower, Montmartre, Sacré Coeur

There’s one thing left to say

Veux  tu m’ marier? (will you marry me?)

 

Giddy up cowboy I’ll find a way to melt your stone cold heart one day

Meet me in Musée du Louvre Les Deux Magots Café

I’m on a bullet train to find romance put me in a Paris trance!

Ooh la la! Je t’aime a la folie, mon tresor, mon cadeau…  embrasse moi! xoxo

(Patricia Vonne/Alex Ruiz)

 

!Tequi tequi tequileros! No les diga por donde van

!Tequi tequi tequileros! solo para tomar y disfrutar solo para gozar

Eran los rancheros a quien es le gusta siempre celebrar

Y siempre cantan “El Brindis del Bohemio”

Gotitas de agave azul y verde solo el vicio para aliviar

Tequila con limon Como el alacran me va a picar

Brindemos la paz prosperidad y mas

Solo tomando para disfrutar serenata del amor o grito de dolor

Toca la guitarra vamos a cantar

 

It was the rancheros who always liked to celebrate and sing “El Brindis del Bohemio”

little drops of blue and green love the sweetest vice Tequila con limon just like the scorpion its gonna sting

Lets raise a shot to peace and prosperity only to drink for joy and sing of love and pains play the guitar lets do this again!  Dedicated to my grandfather Valentin Rodriguez

(Patricia Vonne)

 

They roam in a haze

Waiting for your soul to take

Found you broken in a thousand pieces thrown

All alone and afraid

Waiting for the wave to break

I was standing as a witness to the crime

Hey little babe with the monkey on your back

Hey little darlin’ you’re worth more than that

Don’t you know you’re worth it

Don’t you know you’re worth it to me

What a strange, funny pain

That haunts the dark side of your face

But I see past the visions in your mind

They may haunt and they will plague

But they can never take away

Break the chain, face the fear, cut the ties

They’re waiting at the door in temporary drag

They’re coming back for more in temporary rags

They’re laughing at your tears with a blood-stained grin

Slam you to the past and back again

 

Song note:

Sometimes we stand in our own way. This song is hopeful that we can reject bad influences in our lives and temptations from the dark side in order to maintain self worth.

(Patricia Vonne/Rosie Flores)

 

You’re the warmth in my sleep

The kiss that makes me weep

Firestarter I try hard not to bother

You bring me to my knees

We echo each other like wind through the trees

Kindred spirits in sync like the breeze

We’re cut from the same cloth

Cut from the same cloth

Cut from the same cloth

Love is gonna run you right out of town

You’re the blood under my skin

The tonic in my gin

Undercover I’ll love you like no other

Your taste is sweet as sin

I can feel your spirit by my side can you feel it

Baby I want you till the day I die can you feel it

Right from the start

Because we’re cut from the same cloth

 

Song note:

Writing with Rosie Flores is always an adventure. We wanted this song to be sexy and soulful. Joe Ely’s and Rosie’s passionate vocals sure bring it home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

(Patricia Vonne/Michael Martin)

 

Fuente Vaqueros, Fuente de la vida

Un pueblito perdido en un santuario

En las orillas del Rio Genil

En la hermosa provincia de Granada

Hay una joya coronada

Fuente Vaqueros, Fuente de la Vida

Fuente de la vida y de la abundancia

Oye las guitarras y casta�uelas

Vio su primera luz de dia en el pueblo

Donde nacio’ Fuente Vaqueros

El camina en sus suenos

Por la oscuridad

En aguas heladas por la muerte

cuando entro’ en la plaza de toros

bajo la luna

se detuvo a escuchar los grillos cantando

bajo los arboles de olivos

donde escucha el murmullo del agua

bajo los arboles de olivos

en la provincia de Granada

bajo los arboles de olivos hay una joya coronada

bajo los arboles de olivos en la provincia de Granada

 

Fountain of the Cowboy

(translation to Fuente Vaqueros)

 

Fountain of the Cowboy Fountain of life

A little village lost in a sanctuary of time

Along the banks of the Rio Genil

In the beautiful province of Granada

There is a crowned jewel

Fountain of life and abundance

Hear the guitars and castanets

He saw his first light of day

In the village where he was born

Fuente Vaqueros

He walks in his dreams

Though darkness chilled the fountain waters

When death walked into his bullring

Under the moon he stands to listen

To the cricket’s singing beneath the olive trees

Where he hears the laughing waters

 

Song note: “Fuente Vaqueros” is a provence in Granada, Spain where Spanish poet Federico Garcia Lorca was born. He is quoted in saying “I saw my first light of day in Fuente Vaqueros”. I wanted to capture his fiery spirit through this song. I approached my fellow San Antonian and Lorca afficionado, Michael Martin, to share his lyrical genius for the final verse “when death walked into his bullring…”

 

(Patricia Vonne)

 

Life’s a crazy carousel fragile and unbound

On a broken ferris wheel high above the ground

Wheels keep turning round and round

Love is truth awakening

Your love is divinely king

Your love will wash me clean

Come and lay your burden down

I’ll drink you from my lips

Breathe your breath and chase the sound

Of true love at it’s best

A thousand kisses on the ground

Skin upon skin

No more lonely emptiness

If you need me just come knocking

Cuz I’ll be knocking on your front door

gracing the edge of your lonely heart

Together we’ll love and never part

 

Song note:

Change is a scary thing. Feels like hanging from a broken ferris wheel high above the ground interminably.  But if you hang tight the future will unfold for you in ways you could not imagine.

(Patricia Vonne)

 

Child not forgotten

Paint your fairytale

Climbing down your castle walls

Two hearts forsaken there

There’s love all around

And I’m unbound

You’re my everything

Hey little darlin’ don’t you fear me now

May our hearts surrender

Shield us from despair

Pleading voices soul collide

Now I’m under your spell

I’m unwound and I’m unbound

You’re my everything

Hey little darlin’ don’t you fear me now

There may come a day when you and I

We’ll share everything

Hey little darlin’ don’t you fear me now

 

Song note: Feeling a soul collide in a relationship and fighting the fear of it’s intensity.

(Patricia Vonne/Michael Martin)

 

Fue forzado a caminar la tabla

Se zambullo en el agua helada

Clavado debajo del galeon espa�ol

Sintio un golpe brutal

Descendiendo en la oscuridad

Sintio un abrazo fuerte

De dedos tenaces al girar

Con un beso de la vida

El marinero y la sirena

Pertenecen al mar tan negro

Oyen el llanto del destino

Un amor ardiente y herido

El esta destinado a navegar sobre el mar

Espumoso del amor

Y ella a nadar leguas abajo

Su corazon naufragado nunca podra saber

La allegria de nadar con su amor verdadero

Su amor es un tesoro

Que brilla mas puro que el oro.

Cuando veas caer una estrella mi hechicera

Recuerdame mi sirena

Aunque perteneces al mar ven conmigo

Sere tu refugio con permiso

En mi dolor hay esperanza mi marinero

Que el amor no es fatal solo sincero

Oye el llanto del destino mi carino

Desde el fondo del mar donde vivo

 

The Sailor and the Mermaid

He was forced to walk the plank

plunging into the icy waters

nailed beneath the Spanish galleon

He felt a crushing blow

descending into the darkness

he felt a warm embrace of tenacious fingers

spinning to the surface with a kiss of life

the sailor & the mermaid

belong to the sea

hear the cry of destiny

of an ardent wounded love

he is destined to sail

above love’s foamy sea

And she, to swim leagues below

his shipwrecked heart can never know

the joy of swimming w/ his true love

their love is a treasure that shines

brighter than gold

when you see a falling star, my enchantress

remember me, my little mermaid

even though you belong to the sea, come with me

I will be your refuge

in my sorrow there is hope, my sailor

that love is not fatal but sincere

Listen to the cry of destiny

at the bottom of the sea where I live

 

Song note:

I was on tour in Odense ,Denmark, the hometown of Hans Christian Andersen where I was inspired to write this song about the sailor and the mermaid. I wrote it for my little nieces & nephews. The sailor belongs to the land, the mermaid belongs to the sea, so sadly they can never be.

With its nautical /pirate theme, i collaborated with Michael Martin for the sailor’s perspective of a “shipwrecked heart” which would echo my mermaid’s perspective of the wounded cry of destiny leagues under the sea.

 

(Patricia Vonne/ Shawn Sahm)

 

Tombstone Arizona Deadwood South Dakota

I’m running just as fast as I can

Deer in the headlights

Dead Mans Valley

I can see the blood on your hands

Come on over baby

There’s a full moon rising

And a shot that’ll rattle the dead

Rattlers in the basin

Bones in the churchyard

Of the ones that didn’t have a chance

Cowskulls and ghosttowns

Prowl the streets by candlelight

Gunfighter’s rage settled in the street

Rattle snake trigger brings a man to his knees

Down your road to perdition

In your own private prison

Hear the ghosts slamming the tracks

With the lives you’ve forsaken

And the souls that’s you’ve taken

Watch the devil dance

 

Song note:

Stepping back into the Old West where a “rattlesnake trigger brings a man to his knees”

 

(Patricia Vonne)

 

My love’s as deep as the ocean

And your love’s a drop in the sea

You promised me love and devotion

And brought nothing but heartache to me

But my love is a bounty

And my love once believed

But I would rather be lonely

Than to languish in your misery

I’d like a ranch style house in the country

But I’d settle for a dirt floor instead

Now the fire in your eyes is so empty

And the flowers are already dead

My love is a bounty

And my love once believed

I would rather be lonely than

To languish in your company

I feel the walls of our love falling down around me

I’ve tried to hard to build it up again

It’s true that I can’t make you love me

And I can’t get you out of my head

 

Song note: This is the first song I ever wrote in my life with only 3 chords I knew at the time ~~

 

La Lomita de Santa Cruz

El camino de las piedras

Que va hacia la lomita

El grito valiente de Domingo Pena

Pidiendo un milagro para matar la sequia

La sequia ha plagado la tierra

El rio corre seco y la cosecha murio.

Entre mas cerca estas a Dios mas probable que El escuche

Le rogue al sol y a la luna violeta

 

Holy Cross on the Hill

Holy cross on the hill

He walks the pathway of stone

That leads to the the sacred hill

The valient cry of Domingo Pena

Asking for a miracle to kill the drought

The drought had plagued the ghostland

The river ran dry and the harvest died

The closer you are to God

The more likely he is to listen

He prayed to the sun and the lavender moon

 

Song note: Inspired by my great -great- grandfather Domingo Pena who prayed endlessly to end a devastating drought in Rio Grande City, Texas in 1904. Today the Holy cross remains on the hill where my family has a pilgrimage every year in honor of our ancestors. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Since we’ve been together

you’ve been holding out on me

My dear, you’ve made it clear

this wicked fear of loving me

Well, I’m not out to get you

One heart can’t beat for two

But must I hide forever this love I feel for you

I wanna writhe in muddy water

as I feel your lips on mine

Baby, you’re my one desire

let your tired mind unwind

I wanna feel your arms around me

why can’t you feel it too

What will it take to make you

feel the same way I do

We go together like gin and platonic

just like a hotrod with a million miles on it

but you’re the one man that’s got the key

baby won’t you stake a claim on me

Be my Valentino, Romeo, or Jimmy Dean

a pair of reckless lovers up on that silver screen

I’ve given every indication but you ain’t got a clue

indulge my fascination love me madly like I love you

 

Song note: Unrequited love… with a shot of humor to dry the tears.

(Patricia Vonne)

 

Cold black night silent screams

pierce the darkness

across the border town Juarez bleeds

casts a shadow of evil light

fallen crosses of human plight

 

Mothers & daughters lives burned & battered

cold & scattered in shallow graves

what evil soul could take a life, a human life, unholy reign

 

Across the desert of burning tears

Mujeres desaparecidas

veiled in mystery for so many years

Mujeres desaparecidas

for how long will the blood river flow

where will the children go

 

Cold black night silent screams

pierce the darkness

across the border town Juarez bleeds

fallen crosses & broken faith

human disgrace of violent rage

 

*Song Notes:

This song goes out to the families of the missing women of Juarez, Mexico. You are not forgotten.

 

(Patricia Vonne/ Johnny Reno)

 

Well her name is Enedina

and she runs with the pack

She loves high rollers and Jack Kerouac

Ready for the roundup lookin’ supreme

In her 49′ Merc rebel grease machine

She’s got the pedal to the metal at 110

racin’ with the devil all over again

 

She’s got a hot rod heart, black jeans tight

two lane blacktop in the pale moonlight

power shift love, gears wound tight

Hot rod girls are gonna roll tonight

 

Saturday night down at the drive- in

In her 59′ Chevy with gull wing fins

Ride the motorbaby like a rebelene

She loves her El Dorado when she’s cruising the scene

Well, she knows every year model and make

She’s hell on wheels and she’ll raise the stakes

 

She’s got a hot rod heart, black jeans tight

two lane blacktop in the pale moonlight

power shift love, gears wound tight

Hot rod girls are gonna roll tonight

She’s got a heart rod heart burning bright

Hot rod girls are gonna roll tonight

 

She’s got a new tattoo to match her red stingray

C’mon everybody lets get ready to play

 

There ain’t nothin’ better than a GTO

Or 20 Flight Rock on the radio

 

In a pink cadillac with a dual carburetor

I’m off to the chicky run so I’ll see ya later

 

*Song Notes:

Hot Rods, Rockabilly Music, & Kandy Kolored dreams. These are a few of my favorite things.

 

(Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche)

 

You wanna leave but you can’t let it go

I wanna know I wanna know

I see the pain linger in your soul

Tears thru your heart like a fatal blow

 

*Can you show me

cuz each & every time you hold me

Our love burns eternally

 

Rise like the sun when you’re cold & wasted

& you feel like racing to me

You’re my heart you’re my heart

( when your worlds gone crazy)

 

When life is cruel better place your bets

gotta live more gotta fear less

battle scars and a tangled mess

time to move on with no regret

Devils eye filled with sin when you’re alone and dejected

and you feel you’re losing again

you’re my heart my heart

 

*Song Note:

AHH! The measurement of both difficulties & triumphs of commitment.

 

(Patricia Vonne/ Israel Rodriguez)

 

Como mi padre y mis antepasados

hay algo que nadie puede entender

 

Toda mi vida lucho por mis derechos

y mi propio honor

en esta tradicion.

 

Torera!

Lucha hasta la muerte

Torera!

Lucha por tu honor

Torera!

Porque yo tengo la sangre de la torera

 

Es porque yo soy mujer independiente

o es porque yo tengo ganas de vivir

Los ojos del toro

Son mas amables que los de aquellos

Perseguida con fulgor

Desde el dia en que naci

 

Todo este odio

No vale la pena

Quita te las cadenas de la sociedad

La eleccion de mi vida

Es como el aire que respiro

lo cierto es que me eligio

y nunca lo negare’

 

*Song Note:

Torera is a female bullfighter. In a traditionally male arena, they are few. She personifies strength in adversity. She defends her honor with her life and she does it with dignity and grace. She speaks to the artistic soul.

(Patricia Vonne /Robert LaRoche)

 

If you were in my western flick

over Reata we’d ride

oh, we’d strike it rich like Bick Benedict

never repent on a dime

 

Through oil fields of West Texas

just beyond the Marfa lights

we’d walk the red earth

sense a new birth

beneath the blazing sky

 

Oh!, yeah I’m richin’

Oh! yeah, I’m rich for my well has come in, yeah

 

Be my shelter from the storm

and I’ll taste your sweet lips of wine

hold me close beneath the stars

at your table I will dine

 

Vaya con Dios pistolero

Oh, love’s just the luck of the draw

Viva vaquero!

arriba tu alma

just like Peckinpah

 

Oh!, yeah I’m richin’ Oh yeah I’m rich, boy

Oh! yeah, I’m rich for my well has come in, yeah

 

You’ve got that gritty streak of ol’ Jett Rink

You light the fire in my eyes

You’ve got that roguish charm that makes me weak

You’re my wildcatter in disguise

 

* Song Note:

Jett Rink is inspired by one of my favorite films “GIANT”  &  Jett’s famous oil well scene. GIve me any reason to write about the iconic figure of James Dean. xo

 

Waves of sorrow wounded pride

when we can’t get along

demons follow dead of night

in the cold New York dawn

I’m holdin’ on I’m holding on

 

Rise move to the next town

Rise with me honey

I’m holding on I’m holding on

 

Cruel addiction

web of lies

and we know that it’s wrong

shameless silence

muted cries

in the pain of the song

I’m holding on I’m holding on

 

Face the madness won’t leave your side

till the demons have gone I’m holding on Ris

 

*Song Note:

Inspired by the novel of the same name, written by my friend Scott Krantz. It’s about addiction and the struggle to survive a soul assaulting life lived on the dark side.

(Patricia Vonne)

 

He buscado la fortaleza

del espiritu del principe Andaluz

dentro del parque extremo sudoeste de la bella ciudad

Una casa blanca en la calle Virgen Blanca en la bella Granada

 

Segui las senales y suspiros fantasmales

que me guian a la Huerta de San Vicente

se huele el aroma de jazmin y azahar

en los jardines de clavelinas

de tu deseo tu balcon esta abierto

donde se puede ver la Sierra y Alhambra

 

La Huerta de San Vicente

La perla de Granada

Romancero Gitano

La perla de tu alma

 

Poeta de Sangre hijo de Granada

victima de la guerra civil

la sangre no corre mas en tus venas

pero existe en tus obras, Lorquiana

abre tu puerta y di la verdad con tus obras y tertulias

 

*Song Note:I wrote this song after visitng the home of the Spanish poet Federico Garcia Lorca in Granada , Spain Though he died tragically during the Spanish Civil War, his spirit continues to live through his works.

(Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche)

 

Me and my baby on a long train to Oslo

going on our 13th night

we play at Muddy Waters and we go where the wind blows

travel by the dawns early light

well we eat like kings then we play till we’re wrecked

we wake up and start over again

with guitars blazing no we ain’t dead yet

with 3 hours of sleep and a dutch cigarette

 

Down the river Seinne Champs Elysee in Paris

tete cafe ole’ bon

my mama told me for every good deed you cherish

you’re bound to get a jewel in your crown

well in my life I must have done something right

I couldn’t dream up all of this

me and my baby burning red tail lights

with 3 hours of sleep and a dutch cigarette

 

Lakeside view Bluesiana Velden

playing rock n roll all night

RockHouse in Saltzburg Reeperbahn in Hamburg

sensory overload alright

well we’re making new friends from both sides of the world

so you must forgive the state I’m in

cuz it’s a fairy tale life that I’m living in

with 3 hours sleep and a dutch cigarette

 

*Song Note:

A rollicking travelogue of our European tour adventures, burning through road maps, 3 hours sleep, sensory overload you get the picture.”


(Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche)

Can you hear me Karolina
far away as the sun burns down
I’ll be waiting for you
come what may I won’t let you down

Can you hear me Karolina
fallen grace sacred ground

Love abandoned child’s heart left broken
though memories fade a hard rain comes down
with each days passing world’s collapsing
show me the way to break through your heart

Can you hear me Karolina thorns of faith
Saviors crown
Hear me calling Karolina come home safe come home now

Can you hear me Karolina far away as the sun burns down
I’ll be waiting Karolina words of faith sacred ground
hear me calling Karolina come home safe come home now

*Song Note:
Back in NYC, I was a “Musician on Call” who would sing to the children in the hospital. This song is for all those children who changed my life.

(Patricia Vonne)

 

As I traveled the world over

you were just a memory

until I swam in picture postcards

from California to Tennessee

how you won me over

the way you kissed me tenderly

you had no rich man’s gold to speak of

but a song you sang to me

I will always love you

even though we’re not meant to be

will we ever know the answer

will we ever be

 

With a thousand miles between us

you know my life’s a shade of blue

will you meet me at the alter

where we’ll boldly say I do

and if I cannot lay beside you

I’d crawl inside this telephone line

where I’ll hibernate forever

till I feel your lips on mine

*For anyone who is brave enough to endure a long distance relationship.

 

(Patricia Vonne/Israel Rodriguez)

 

Quien podra comprender

a ver la vida y la unjusticia

seres queridos por doquier

sufren pidiendo justicia

 

Madres de rostros

esperanzados

no descansan en el ayer

buscan en el desierto el desden

y infierno, y oscuridad

 

coro: En el desierto de lagrimas

mujeres desaparecidas

no te rindas en la oscuridad

mujeres desaparecidas

el buen Dios te alentara

y te abrigara

 

Quien podra comprender

a ver la vida y la unjusticia

tu llanto se escuchara’

tu esperanza resplandecera’

(“Spanish version of Missing Women”)

(Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche)

 

Joe’s gone ridin, ridin on the rail

Joe’s gone ridin, he’ll be on your trail

Don’t try to fight him , you’re only gonna fail

Joe’s gone ridin ,ridin’ on the rail

From the cotton fields of Tx, down to the Rio Grande

He’s a gypsy cowboy who always takes a stand

he hustled pool, hopped the train, headed down to San Antone

a restless heart, he lives life down to the bone

5 card gamble at the Boomtown saloon

he always plays to win while howling at the moon

tequila, wine, fists are flyin’ and I’m caught in a mess

but I love to play the part of the damsel in distress

When you plead and you cry and they just won’t let you by

But if Joe says then Joe says

Tumbleweed, devil dye & they spit between your eyes

But if Joe says then Joe says

There ain’t no openin’ band for no wine festival

but if Joe says, Joe says

Don’t mess with Texas or a green eyed girl.

Don’t penalize my case just cuz I defend my world

gotta speak your mind with every breath, fight for what you believe

I just wanna live a life without that human greed

*Inspired by the generous spirit of Joe Ely.

(Patricia Vonne/Robert LaRoche)

 

Texas burning see the heat rising

The fields have withered and the wells run dry

Now my heart is yearning where the home fires burning bright

I’m going home, I’m going home I know

Ageless mother paint me a picture

With shades of sorrow and golden pride

Love will never leave you lonely like a lost child crawling in the night

Who’s gonna hold you who’s gonna hold you now

Well I don’t want wait here any longer

I just want to lay on warm familiar ground

Texas burning until tomorrow it’s where they’ll lay me down

Texas burning with it’s red eyes shining how I miss that comfort

As every day goes by now my heart is yearning where the home fires

Burning in the night I’m going home yeah, I’m going home I know

* I wrote this song in my NY apt when I was feeling homesick for my family back home in Texas.

 

(Patricia Vonne)

 

La Gitana de Triana

Con la fuerza de las campanas

Sevilla es la cana

La conquista de las almas

Cruza el Guadalquivir

Ella baila por esperanza

al compas de la guitarra

Ay, que noches embrujadas

Con el eco de las palmas

Cruza el Guadalquivir

es la cana, esperanza

Gitana de Triana cruza el Guadalquivir!

ay, que Guay Vaya la Gitana

Vaya con Dios Vaya alegria

Ay que Guay! Vaya la Gitana

Oye las palmas

Por las calles de adoquin

Las palomas de paz estan volando y mas

Los caballos estan paseando

La gitana sique bailando

Y la gente esta gritando!

Cruza el Guadalquivir

*In Sevilla, Spain, across the River Guadalquivir, is Triana which was once an old gypsy quarter. It is here that my sister decided to run away and become a gypsy dancer. I wanted to capture her passion for flamenco and the haunting magic of the city.

Patricia Vonne/Robert LaRoche

 

Slippin on my white lace satin dress string of pearls down my back

Well I’m getting ready my heart’s strong and steady

for my one eyed rebel jack

without you my life’s a shade of blue and I don’t know where I’m at

come on over honey to my land of milk and honey

let’s hitch us a ride like Bonnie and Clyde oh yeah!

Rebel Bride Rebel Bride

Come on little honey won’t you step inside

Rebel Bride Rebel Bride

I want a piece of heaven my castle of stone

I want to be the queen sitting on my thrown

My love is a rage made of flesh and bone

So let’s hit the ground running baby let’s tear out of here

Reno won’t you play on my wedding day with the mission bells amplified

The walls may shatter but hell it don’t matter cuz baby our hands are tied

My love is a flame and babe you know I would forever want you by my side

So I’m getting ready my heart’s strong and steady

Let’s hitch us a ride while your kissing your bride oh yeah!

*Every bride needs a righteous wedding song!

With blood red boots a shadow stumbled through my door

Throwing matches & flickin’ ashes onto my dirt floor

I don’t know from where he came I don’t care where he’s been but

I was lying in my darkness when he saved my skin

I wish that I could let it be instead it’s taken over me

And I can’t escape it now

Oh Lonesome Rider, Oh Lonesome Rider

Burning down that dusty road of Hwy 59

He’s my only lonely outlaw who’d lay it on the line

Well our love was just another faded memory until he came into my garden

Yeah he came and rescued me

I wish that I could just be free instead it’s taken over me

And I can’t escape it now

There’s a strong wind whipping in the distant fire light

One road to freedom I can see the pale moon rise

*Dedicated to the Gotham City Riders of NYC. They were at every show I did in the Big Apple. Each one shared with me their passion for riding Harleys. Their words are woven into this song which is a tribute to them. Thanks boys!

 

Patricia Vonne/Robert Rodriguez

 

En la distancia se pueden oir

Lamentos de guitarra llorando su sufrir

Siguiryas se bailan, hasta el fin

La bella gitana el cantar es su vivir

Choque de mano, choque de palillos

Con la fuerza de pasion es su destino

El compas de la guitarra con sus manos esculpidas

Anda castanuelas heridas OLE!

La juega sagrada por dias duraria

Poemas de Lorca cante jondo asi

La bella gitana el cantar es su vivir

Con las castanuelas heridas hasta morir

*Dedicated to Alejandro Escovedo w/ whom I’ve had the pleasure of dueling guitars and castanets!

 

Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche

 

It’s been a long season it’s been a long ride

But you plead treason with all of your lies

You’ve been selling me dreams that never ring true

Can’t afford patience I’m running out of time

True desperation I’m losing my mind

You’ve been playing these games well I can play too

But you walked out without a sound and let me wander

Alnoe in the crowd

I knew when you said it you wouldn’t let me go

But you didn’t mean it your heart didn’t show

Baby what went wrong let’s make it right

My head’s all hazy and I’m feeling like a fool

But love’s never easy did black turn to blue

Baby what went wrong don’t shoot out the lights

Can’t avoid the rain storm’s coming down don’t let me wander

Alone in the crowd

*Relationships need I say more?

Patricia Vonne/ David Reina

 

Tenemos que vivir y amar en harmonia

cuando tu vida esta llena de temor y angustia

canta la cancion del lobo

de la luna y el rio

Fiesta, Fiesta Sangria Andaluz!

Debemos tratar de olvidar las penas negras

no vale la pena esta vida si la desperdicias

aprovecha las cositas buenas

y salud a la manzanilla

Fiesta , Fiesta Sangria Andaluz!

Cuando el camino te lleva a un laberinto

y te sientes perdido cada dia y cada momento

sigue bebiendo la vida

y no sientas esta humana sequia

Fiesta, Fiesta Sangria! Andaluz!

olvida tus problemas, todos tienen soluciones!

*The Spaniards are a life embracing people. In Sevilla, on Wednesday nights in my favorite cantina, there were ‘Fiesta Sangria’ parties thrown by the owner David Reina who co -wrote this celebratory song with me. It was an invitation to celebrate friendship and life. Gracias David!

 

Patricia Vonne/Robert LaRoche

 

Give me one more day I’ll be walking in the sun

Finally had to leave that world behind

We ain’t ever going back we ain’t ever going back

Well they talk about our wicked lives

Whispered that we never should have come here

Caught us in a trap gonna tear us down at last I hold you close dear

Hear me when I say I can’t spend another night

hangin’ on the edge of that line

we ain’t ever going back we ain’t ever going back

our hearts have been scarred there’s blood on the tracks

time after time we keep hoping just to find our fields of gold here put your hand in mine honey cross that borderline our of a dark year

*This song is about survival, resolve, & redemption

Patricia Vonne/Robert LaRoche

 

He’s a sax maniac with a devils eye

Hair slicked ba ck and head cocked high

He can rattle and play any club in town

& revel and level it to the ground

Running down the streets in a a Hitchcock haze

running for cover thru the alley ways

The junkyeard dogs are howling tonight

rippin’ and rockin’ round the factory lights

oh bee bop baby gonna blow your top hey oh hey o

gonna rip it rock it rattle & hide

bee bop baby gonna blow your top better keep running

down at the diner where the records spins

feel the third degree w/ a 5th of gin

the hotrod cars are revving up tonight

big rockin’ daddy’s gonna start a fight

gotta meet Jimmy at the 5 & dime

with a soda pop grin and a rhubarb pie

cool cat cryin’ on the microphone

to the sound of a dirty saxaphone

*The first live show I ever saw in my hometown of San Antonio was Johnny Reno and the Sax Maniacs. I was too young to get into the club so I did what any determined fan would do. I took my dad along with me!

(Patricia Vonne/Israel Rodriguez) from the motion picture “Once Upon a Time in Mexico”

No quemaras mi corazon

No me desangres ladron

Porque no hay nada en este mundo

o mas profundo que el amor

noche tras noche yo lloro

y tantos dias pasaron

como el cielo encendido ay mi querido te espero

no me traigas tu pesar

no quiero atravesar

porque amor es la verdad

y canto la realidad

Cuando quieres regresar

a mi tierra de lagrimas

como la rosa encendida

Ay mi querido

Traeme paz

 

Song Note:

For the trilogy of  the film “El Mariachi”, my brother Robert asked me to write a “blood drenched love song” for a scene with Johnny Depp.  It began with the title “Bring Me Peace” and  it unfolded  like a spanish ballet. The message is simple just like love should be. Bring me peace…don’t bring me drama and don’t drain my blood.

(Patricia Vonne)

I get the feeling that the end is near

by your cold kiss and the lingering fear

of just the thought of losing you

but your heart is empty and mine is full

I’m feeling useless I feel estranged

I want to save you, save you from the change

you gotta take it baby day by day

don’t wanna stand and watch you dig your own grave

oh I want to believe that you’re in love with me

but if you leave I won’t stand in your way

cuz my love won’t fade away

chorus:

Fade Away, baby don’t call it a day, baby don’t throw us away

for my love won’t fade away

Don’t you remember baby, don’t you even care

the love we built together my love was always there

You chose to walk straight through the crossfire

you chose to walk it alone

yeah it killed the pain but it killed your desire

and now you lie on your bed of stone

oh I want to make you see that you belong to me

but if you leave I won’t stand in your way

cuz my love won’t fade away

 

Song Note:

I was once dating a man who loved his liquer more than he did me. The lyrics were stream of conciousness and the music took on a cyclical frustration that mirrored our one day at a time struggle. Ultimately it is a song about the strength of love in the worst of times with the full realization that you cannot save a person from themself.

(Patricia Vonne/ David Garza)

You’re the one in a million you’re the one life to live

You’re the heart beating thunder and your spirit’s wearing thin

The tide pulls me under the flood swallows me whole

can we stay above the water

chorus:

Shine a light on me Shine your light on me

the truth is hard to see so shine your light on me

You’re the devil on my shoulder

you’re the writing on the wall

you’re the fight that’s never over

nothing left to do but crawl

And your memories all that smolder

When you haunt me noon and night

Will you wake me when it’s over?

chorus:

Shine a light on me Shine your light on me

the truth is hard to see so shine your light on me

but don’t get too close with your sweet stuff

reminds me of the hell of love

 

Song Note:

I was doodling on a guitar at David Garza’s studio when he asked if I had any songs I wanted to work on. I had a couple skeletal verses and where I lacked lyrics, he simply chimed in. He wrote the melody for the chorus and what had become my favorite part the B verse which begins- “but don’t get… to close… with your… sweet stuff” and with that “Shine a Light” was born.

 

(Patricia Vonne/Robert LaRoche)

Black eagle speak 500 nations weep

they tore your world apart with a cold clear rifle round

oh spirit rise, heal our wounded soul

protect the life we know as we dance on hallowed ground

~ dance in the circle ~

With guns they came to ravage and to fight

Lord, hear the battle cry of our sons and daughters

red rivers flow across the spirit land

united we will stand hear the children cry out loud

~ dance in the circle ~

 

Land of the free behold our destiny

our blood is of the earth now the sky is crying

oh spirit rise, set our souls free

don’t deny our liberty as we dance on hallowed ground

~ dance in the circle ~

 

Song Note:

I have always held a special place in my heart for the American Indian. My great-grandmother was of Native American ancestry. I wanted to write a prayer -like battle cry which tapped into the spiritual strength and undying courage her people possessed. This song was greatly inspired by the books “500 Nations” written Alvin M. Josephy Jr. and “Prison Writings” by Leonard Peltier

(Patricia Vonne/Robert LaRoche)

Ay, mi vida no es la vida

te fuiste sin despedida

y aparte de ti no existo mas

tu eres mi vida cuando me mirabas

en el fondo de mi alma

ahora siento la inmensa soledad

como una dura almadana

coro:

Soledad nunca te olvido

que te he querido

deseo lo mejor a ti adios, adios.

tu eres mi vida el sol y la luna

y hasta la madrugada

despierto pero tu no existes mas

existes solo en mis lagrimas

 

Song Note:

It took me about a year to figure out that this was not meant to be sung in English. Robert LaRoche brought me the music and i wrote the lyrics about saying goodbye to an ardent love. As my dad would always say ” It’s better to have loved than to never loved at all.”

 

(Patricia Vonne/Robert LaRoche)

Mama told you not to play by the fire

and now you’ve gone and wrapped yourself in barbed wire

everytime I see a red light you say go

sun’s burnin’ on a hot summer day

I’m in a hurry honey clear the way

Daddy still ain’t home and the baby’s cryin’

chorus:

Mama’s cookin’ up the rice and beans

while we’re makin’ mudpies with gasoline

We’re on a hellride! we’re on a hellride! oh yeah!

An honest man with a lack of greed

workin’ night and day 10 mouths to feed

Mama’s all alone and the chicken’s fryin’

sun’s burnin’ on a hot summer day

I’m in a hurry honey clear the way

Daddy still ain’t home and the baby’s cryin’

chorus:~~~~~~

Jumpin’ fences losin’ your senses

this ain’t your first rodeo

Like a hellcat causin’ every train wreck

Johnny better run, better run for sure!!

 

Song Note:

Hellride! This song is what it’s like growing up in a house w/ 10 kids. My dad was a traveling salesman for 39 years selling door to door while my mother was  a nurse who tirelessly worked the night shift in order to be home for us after school. We were troublemakers and this song evokes it. Quentin Tarantino heard me play this song on his Birthday at Antones in Austin Tx & ended up snatching it for one of his films called Hellride. Thanks QT!

 

(Patricia Vonne)

You want to swear your loves devotion

you want to light the fire in my eyes

Our hearts are raging like the ocean

as our emotions running high

Our love was driven by the thunder

and like a hunger leads me back to you

Everytime I feel your passion

I could not imagine living without you

chorus: ~~~~~~~

wrap your angel eyes around me

your arms are sweet as shelter from the rain

through every storm we try to run free

like horses in a hurricane

so many times our faith has withered

so many promises we just can’t make

when we cross that frozen river time will only trigger

the ice is gonna break

Chorus: ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Love is the reason we keep it together

and love is the reason we’re still around

love is the reason let’s keep it together

don’t give me a reason to run

So now we’re standing at the crossroads

staring down both roads that seem to never end

why can’t we ever go the distance

why can’t we ever make amends

you wanna swear your love’s devotion

you wanna light the fire in my eyes

our hearts are raging like the ocean

tangled by emotions burning deep inside

 

Song Note:

For the first time ever did I wake up with a melody in my head. I grabbed my guitar which I kept by my bed and began to play the chunky muted chord progression. The chorus originally had lyrics but last minute I pulled them out and opted for a lonesome lament which bleeds the tearful realization that in relationships sometimes you have to let go, set yourself free and walk it alone

(Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche)

Viva Bandolera!

arriba duena, arriba duena

alza la bandera la vaquera, la vaquera!

Era la mexicana buscando su corazon

Diego de la Chapa cautivado en perdicion

Vinieron pistoleros su amor lo prendieron

por eso se vengara su amado El Alacran

Defiende con fiereza Bandolera hasta el fin

con talisman en su mano sin pistolas que hagan sufrir

Ay, rinches cobardes sin honra ni compasion

con pistolas y las dagas se matan sin razon

Cruz en la montana desea la libertad

cubierta de las flores de sangre y lagrimas

Ay, rinches cobardes

sin honra ni compasion

con pistolas y las dagas

se matan sin razon

 

Song Note:

I started writing this song in Nuremberg, Germany while on tour with “Tito and Tarantula”. This is a fictional story about a female bandit who avenges her husbands death. The chorus is my mantra for celebrating the independent spirit of women.

 

Can You Hear Me (Patricia Vonne)

Can you hear me calling out your name

since your love has gone my roof can’t hold your rain

why should our love have to end this way

you can’t tell me there’s nothing left to say

Chorus:

Can you hear what I’m saying can you hear me at all

because I feel the pressure weighing I feel I’m talking to a wall

you’ve always had trouble saying that your sweet love is true

baby hear what I’m saying It’s killing me it’s killing you

I won’t apologize for loving you

I might as well apologize for living too

for all those times that you’ve walked out my door

you never fail to leave me wanting more

baby all our friends are saying that true opposites attract

and baby you’re the man I married

what do you have to say to that

you say it’s your way or the highway

and that I best make up my mind

baby hear what i’m saying

I’m getting off this hopeless ride

 

Song Note:

This country ballad is about a woman desperate to connect with her man on a very basic level and never quite doing so. There’s frustration and intense love. In the end however, after years of “talking to a wall” she eventually has enough love for herself to escape the cycle and jump the wall. “ you say it’s your way or the highway and I best make up my mind… well baby, hear what I’m saying…I’m getting off this hopeless ride.”

(Patricia Vonne)
Can you hear me calling out your name
since your love has gone my roof can’t hold your rain
why should our love have to end this way
you can’t tell me there’s nothing left to say
Chorus:
Can you hear what I’m saying can you hear me at all
because I feel the pressure weighing I feel I’m talking to a wall
you’ve always had trouble saying that your sweet love is true
baby hear what I’m saying It’s killing me it’s killing you
I won’t apologize for loving you
I might as well apologize for living too
for all those times that you’ve walked out my door
you never fail to leave me wanting more
baby all our friends are saying that true opposites attract
and baby you’re the man I married
what do you have to say to that
you say it’s your way or the highway
and that I best make up my mind
baby hear what i’m saying
I’m getting off this hopeless ride

Song Note:
This country ballad is about a woman desperate to connect with her man on a very basic level and never quite doing so. There’s frustration and intense love. In the end however, after years of “talking to a wall” she eventually has enough love for herself to escape the cycle and jump the wall. “ you say it’s your way or the highway and I best make up my mind… well baby, hear what I’m saying…I’m getting off this hopeless ride.”

(Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche)

Sunday morning night is dawning

over the mountains through the clouds

I’ve been waiting my heart’s breaking

I was lost but now I’m found

chorus:

If you lead me to the water

will you save me if I drown

will we see the morning after

will our tears melt the ground

Lord and Savior dressed in velvet

are you my angel whose eyes I trust

I’ve had wishes melt and crumble

and I’ve seen true eyes turn to rust

chorus:~~~~~~

Run through the fire, run through the trees

would you run through the desert just to be with me

run across the river swept to the sea

or will you try and bury me

Chorus:~~~~~~~~~

night is dawning cold moon rising

phantoms blowing in the wind

Well I’m still standing and I’m still waiting

as I slowly shed my skin

 

Song Note:

When I was 20 years old I bought a one way ticket to one of the fashion meccas of the world Milan, Italy. I was determined to find work in the fashion industry and not return till my mission was accomplished…hence the one way ticket. Something that I did not anticipate was not only the Gulf War breaking out the moment i hit ground… but also the numerous encounters I would be having with certain lascivious Lotharios who seemingly took fiendish delight in spanking their women in the streets and subways of that fair city. If you’ve ever seen the famous photo by Ruth Orkin titled “American Girl in Italy” that would have been me. Robert LaRoche brought me the music and it stirred in me those same feelings of longing for trust in the midst of extreme loneliness. Thankfully i returned home 5 months later thanks to my guardian angel whom i’ve been searching for ever since to thank him for his kind generosity and helping me feel safe in ferocious war time.. thank you Renzo Novali!

(Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche)

Last night I saw you again out of the corner of my eye

young an reckless my friend tell me what’s keeping you alive

5 years gone by in misery without a clue if you’re alive or history

somehow I knew that you’d come back for me

Chorus:

He’ll be waiting for me down in Mexico

5 miles to the border, yeah….

I know where I’m going where my love will flow

5 miles to the border, El Cruzado

He blazed across the Rio Grande left me his gun and indian stones

I held his cross inside my hands and I prayed till the red sun rose

there’s just one more that I can bare just to feel your sweet lips kiss my hair

I swear I still can feel you standing there

chorus:

He’ll be waiting for me down in Mexico

5 miles to the border , yeah…

I know where I’m going

where my blood will flow

5 miles to the border, El Cruzado

We’ll be dancing on the moon

he’ll be coming home, coming home soon

Last night I saw you again

out of the corner of my eye

are you a ghost from the dead

are you the love of my life

black fever clouds are rolling in

and I will run till I’m soaked to the skin

and now my heart is wearing thin

but I’m not giving in

 

Song Note:

Written as a tribute to my mentor and musical hero Tito Larriva of the Cruzados whom i met on the set of my brother’s film “Desperado”. The song is about a woman in search for her lost love south- of- the border whom she believed she would inevitably reunite with.

(Patricia Vonne/Robert Rodriguez)

No hay razon por besos Quiero ese cielo rincon

Severina Corazon

Ay, vida mia eres mi dulce inspiracion

Severina Corazon

ay, sin razon

madre, llena de vida del amor, canta divina

la reina, del castillo por las calles de Sevilla

gitana bailarina, la pasión la alegria

estrellas escondidas en el cielo maravilla

*(dedicated to Severina Rodriguez)

(1912-2002)

 

Song note:

Written with my brother Robert for our beloved grandma “Momo” who had 11 children of her own and lived modestly in the border town of Rio Grande City, Texas. My brother’s and sisters spent our summers there and woke up every morning to the sound of roosters crowing and the smell of her homemade tortillas. To our happiness, she lived to hear the song before her passing.

 

(Patricia Vonne/ Robert LaRoche)

Stay with me spirit lay beside me now

the evil that we’re facing burns us to the ground

unholy darkness how can I begin

answer to our maker a life that’s filled with sin

who will quench the fires that rage beneath my sheets

haunt me when I’ve waken taunt me when i sleep

a lover’s whisper pierce the hollow night

while vampires wait to taste their warm delight

chorus:

black gates have opened ground is falling through

How long will it take to save myself from you

Lord, I’ve been searching to find the strength within

my love that once surround me has turned to skeleton

grey disilusion plagues my weary mind

oh spirit won’t you bring back life where dead eyes shine

life where dead eyes shine

spirit won’t you bring back life where dead eyes shine

I’m the one who wants you I’m the one who cares

Don’t leave me in this darkness all alone to bear

haunt me when I’ve waken taunt me in the night

oh spirit won’t you bring back life where dead eyes shine

 

SONG NOTE:

When LaRoche played me the drop D tuning, it conjured up ghostly dark images, the prayer for salvation by the loss of a loved one. Losing someone to an illness or a sudden death plagues you down to the core and having to live without your loved one seems impossible. “Stay with me spirit lay beside me now…”

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