Boracho Station - Ryan Bingham

Onda Cielo y toca la sierra

Trabajando amigos acsentado le piedra

Vaqueros montamos, Caballos boracho

Esperando acsente del sol

Palo en Mexico

Buzzards they circle old crosses on hills

The heart of the desert pound under my heels

I hear tell of Aztec gold, buried in the hills of old Mexico

Onda Cielo y toca la sierra

Trabajando amigos acsentado le piedra

Vaqueros montamos, Caballos boracho

Esperando acsente del sol

Onda Cielo and touch the saw

Working friends acsented to the stone

We ride cowboys, drunk horses

Waiting for the sun's absence

Palo in Mexico

Buzzards they circle old crosses on hills

The heart of the desert pound under my heels

I hear tell of Aztec gold, buried in the hills of old Mexico

Onda Cielo and touch the saw

Working friends acsented to the stone

We ride cowboys, drunk horses

Waiting for the sun's absence