John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
John Prine
[Verse 1]
Well it got so hot last night, I swear you couldn't hardly breathe
Heat lightning burned the sky like alcohol
I sat on the porch without my shoes and I watched the cars roll by
As the headlights raced to the corner of the kitchen wall
[Chorus]
Mama dear, your boy is here, far across the sea
Waiting for that sacred coal that burns inside of me
And I feel a storm all wet and warm not ten miles away
Approaching my Mexican home
[Guitar and Piano Solos]
[Verse 2]
Oh my God I cried, it's so hot inside you could die in the living room
Take the fan from the window, prop the door back with a broom
Well the cuckoo clock has died of shock and the windows feel no pain
The air's as still as the throttle on a funeral train
[Chorus]
Mama dear, your boy is here, far across the sea
Waiting for that sacred coal that burns inside of me
And I feel a storm all wet and warm not ten miles away
Approaching my Mexican home
[Guitar and Piano Solos]
[Verse 3]
Well, my father died on the porch outside on an August afternoon
I sipped bourbon and cried with a friend by the light of the moon
So it's hurry, hurry, step right up, it's a matter of life or death
Well the sun's going down and the moon's just holding its breath
[Chorus]
Mama dear, your boy is here, far across the sea
Waiting for that sacred coal that burns inside of me
And I feel a storm all wet and warm not ten miles away
Approaching my Mexican home
All approaching my Mexican home
All approaching my Mexican home
Mexican Home was written by John Prine.
Mexican Home was produced by Arif Mardin.
John Prine released Mexican Home on Mon Oct 01 1973.