The Californios' lances, are seven feet long,
The hillside Mission Tribe, with their children watch along.
The dragoons' muskets, wont even fire wrong.
Unmistaken advantages, take 'em to the grave.
I've lost enough innocence, see it on my face.
They sure do look good on them horses, but these mules will do just fine.
I want peace Lord, when you send me home, but in the desert, let me be.
released December 5, 2012
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