Miguel crossed the border in the fall of �09
All he owned on his shoulder, all his dreams in his mind
Had to make a little money, had to send it back home
To a wife and two month old girl who were living all alone
Got a job sweeping floors in a factory in San Joauqin
Yeah it�s a shitty job and the boss is pretty mean
Two months of labor and not much rest
He pays the rent and sends home what�s left
Fall faded to winter and the times they grew hard
Boss told Miguel he�d have to find another job
Recession the said it wasn�t, but the poor man had no clue
Jobs grew scarce and Miguel didn�t know what to do
Two weeks later desperate as he can be
Miguel meets a man and takes a job selling crystal methamphetamine
The money started rolling in but not much of it made it home
Every day he�d do his deals, every night he would roam
Go out to a little place across the railroad tracks
A dirty beer join called the Amarito Shack
Started messing with a girl whose name was Analene
Miguel didn�t know she was married, she wasn�t wearing a ring
One night late slipping away from Analene�s place
Two bullets catch him in the back and he lies dead in a ditch on his face
Bout the same time in flat in Guadalupe
A woman rocks a crying baby and dreams of her man so far away
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