Letras:
Los Lobos Good Morning Aztlan

you and me We were just chiquillos We would always run Through the tall nopal We would often say Say to each other There could be no fin Siempre los dos

: Oo yeah sweet mystery Strung together along a wire But then it breaks - why I don't know What is there to do When this thing's done gone blue Oo yeah

: Tell me please Dear Malaque Why have our loved ones gone away Left with nothing much to say Only the warm place where they lay On the way to the ruby

: When we don't seem to see eye to eye Our arms reach out to ask but why You're not alone Call me on the phone And tell me, oh tell me Oh what in the

: Round and round and up and down and round and round and Rollin', rollin' I don't know Never ends and never ever wants to let me go When over you comes

: One hundred and fifty miles from Mexico to LA Doesn't seem that far but still a world away Went up to see her husband Tony Who left some years ago

and try to hide away Here it comes, here comes another day If you're long down that highway No matter where you are You're never really far Good morning Aztlan

Oo yeah sweet mystery Strung together along a wire But then it breaks - why I don't know What is there to do When this thing's done gone blue Oo yeah

I travel down this lonely road To see if I can pick me a rose But all I find is a handful of thorns In a place where blossoms should grow [Chorus:]