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Looking For A Place To Call Home 

 

 

SONG CREDITS

 

Songwriter – Mike Muldoon

Vocals – Rachel Rodriguez

Lead Guitar – Barry Jenkins

Uke – Wendell Wells

Bass – Miss Christine

Drum Set – Rory Faciane

Percussion – Will Stone

Accordion – Steve Conn

 

LYRICS

 

El bus sacó a través de la frontera

from dusty San Ysidro.

Packed in seats of leatherette,

heat and fumes and cigarettes

Chorus

 

And the wheels below us

they rolled on like soldiers

just looking for a place to call home.

 

Somos los indocumentados.

Somos  Los  Trabajadores

Brought my wife and family

for a second chance at liberty.

 

Chorus

Vueltas y vueltas las ruedas giran todos …

 

 

Is there a face I can trust now

Is there a place we can go?

Where the immigration man won't send us back away again.

Again… again… again…

 

Chorus

 

Is that the land of the free?

Where hopes and dreams are safe and sound.

When I'm there I swear I'll kiss the ground.

 

Chorus

 

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….Oh say can you see?

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