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letra de corn, water & wood - herdman - hills - mangsen

i was in the arroyo gathering strays
you know cowboys and cattle don’t get holidays
and i would have been finished except for one little guy
who kept leading me farther away
i went up on the mesa, across the ravine
past the indian ruins and muddy red stream
and i stopped for a minute ’cause i was bone tired
and i guess that i started to dream
i saw three painted horses, three dark skinned men
with masks made of clay and voices like wind

[chorus]
singing, we seek the soul of all that is good
we come bearing corn, water and wood
stop and behold all that is good
give thanks for the corn, water and wood

i’m an old trail hound and always believed
that your boots and your saddle are all that you leave
no miracles happen, no angels appear
but i’d swear three men were standing there
i shook myself over, had i been asleep?
that’s just three pueblo children tending their sheep
and they yelled “merry christmas” and they were leading my stray
and their voices rang through the mesquite
[chorus]
singing, we seek the soul of all that is good
we come bearing corn, water and wood
stop and behold all that is good
give thanks for the corn, water and wood

- herdman hills mangsen

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