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Los Lobos
Los Lobos


Background information
Origin East Los Angeles, California, US
Genre(s) Roots Rock
Chicano Rock
Latin Rock
Years active 1973—present
Website Website
Members
David Hidalgo
Cesar Rosas
Conrad Lozano
Louie Perez
Steve Berlin



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Los Lobos Album


Colossal Head (1996)
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Buddy Ebsen Loves the Night Time
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Where did it go?
Can't say that I know
Those times of revolution
Of burnin', burnin', burnin'
All so cool and gone
What was, just was

We tried, my brother
To hold on to our fate
Or was it late for revolution?
To tired, too tired, sister
To hold my fist so high
Now that it's gone

Too tired brother, sister
To hold my fist so high
Now that it's gone
Gone away.

Where did it go?
Can we say we know
Those times of revolution
Our time of revolution


. . .



Let's go, mi chula
Come on out with me
We can throw a changla
Till half pasando three
Get all tangled up
Fall on the floor
Go out, Bailando
Beat down all the doors

Uno pa delante
Otro pa detras
Da me chispas, baby
Da me mas y mas y mas y mas y mas

Let's go, Bailando
Noche's lookin' fine
Jump into the carro
Drink a bunch of wine
Don't tell us nothin'
We look out-a-sight
Tell a lotta lies and
Go outside and fight

Uno pa delante
Otro pa detras
Da me chispas, honey
Da me mas y mas y mas y mas y mas

Uno pa delante
Otro pa detras
Da me chispas, baby
Da me mas y mas
Paso pa delante
Otro pa detras
Da me chispas, honey
Da me mas y mas y mas y mas y mas


. . .



Alla en borinquen que hermosura
La tierra santa tierra pura
Fui a ganarme una fortuna
Fuena preciosa ay que dulcura

Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra

Alla en la isla del encanto
Orgulloso yo les canto
Con sus sierras y sus santos
Ella un placer a mi me ha dado

Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra Ya!

Alla en borinquen que hermosura
La tierra santa tierra pura
Fui a ganarme una fortuna
Fuena preciosa ay que dulcura

Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Alla la
Ay la, ay la, ay la, la la


. . .



[Spoken:]
A long time down away on Eastside, Southside,
Los Angeles, Detroit, America, U.S.A.
Sittin' right about here watchin' high heels
And sneakers tread concrete platform headin' straight
For who knows where and why and how come

Clack, clack, clack
Goin' down the rails and comin' back
Train a-comin' goin'
Clack, clack, clack
Clack, clack, clack

[Spoken:]
I'm thinkin' in sick brain,
"Say man, where you goin' with all those stories
Wrapped up in suitcase and handbags and old rags?"
Says, "I can't say, but the 12:40's got my name."
Well it goes without sayin', everybody loves a train

Steel whistle blowin' a crazy sound
Jump on a car when she comes around
Steel whistle blowin' a crazy sound
Jump on a car when she comes around

Clack, clack, clack
Goin' down the rails and comin' back
Train a-comin' goin'
Clack, clack, clack
Clack, clack, clack

[Spoken:]
Just goes without saying that everybody loves a train
Go ahead and call us insane, but we all just love a train
Go ahead!


. . .


What's the use in trying
She'll never compromise
She's putting out the fire
Heart's as cold as ice
I know she's out there running
With another man
That woman never learns
She'll never understand

I can't stop the rain
Can't stop the rain from falling down

She's got me in a trance
A mojo's in the work
A pitted little soul
I ain't nothin' but a jerk
I fell for her compassion
It hit me like a bomb
And now I'm counting pennies
I ain't nothin' but a bum

But I can't stop the rain
Can't stop the rain from falling down
Can't stop the rain
Can't stop the rain from falling down
Never stop the rain

So here I sit up crying
Ain't nothin' but the blues
Rememberin' sweet little nothings
She made me so amused

I can't stop the rain
Can't stop the rain from falling down
I can't stop the rain
Can't stop the rain from falling down
Can't stop the rain
Can't stop the rain
Can't stop the rain
Can't stop the rain

. . .



I get happy 'cause my life is good
I get laughin' 'cause I know I should
I get all happy 'cause my life is good, so good

And I go
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm

I get happy 'cause my life is good
Turnin' out just like I thought it would
I get all happy 'cause my life is so dang good

And I go
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm

I get all happy 'cause my life is so damn good
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
And I go
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm
Ooh la la Mm


. . .



Alone at night with sleepless eyes
The starlit sky don't seem to mind
A candle's burnin' a hundred years
Like a baby cryin' a thousand tears
But it's been so long
And the days go on and on

A town is sleepin' across the sea
In a land that's only a memory
A red sun's risin' as if to say
"Don't ever leave me, don't go away"
But I gotta be strong
As time goes on and on

What can I do in dreams so blue where I see you
My little Japan, my little Japan

Morning's comin' through evening's rest
I've tried my hardest, I've done my best
Is it right to say to you
What my spirit's calling for me to do?
But I can't be wrong
I gotta go on and on

Along the way, I'll hope and pray I can see the day
I could be with you, my little Japan
I can be with you


. . .



On the day Manuel went and died
The men all laughed and the girls did cry
Now it's time to lay his soul to rest
Do him up in his Sunday best, oh my

Manny's dead and didn't leave me none
Went off to heaven, left his bed undone
Gone away, he didn't leave a cent
The dogs are all wonderin' where their daddy went, oh my

Don't go leave me here by myself
Won't hear me callin' when you've all done left
Guess I didn't make it out this time
But I'll be waitin' on the other side, bye bye

Way down in Manny's bones
A dry old river and a dusty soul
We'll take him down to the fishin' hole
And let the water take him to his home

Way down in Manny's bones
A dry old river and a dusty soul
We'll take him down to the fishin' hole
And let the water take him to his home

Way down in Manny's bones
Way down in Manny's bones


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What big eyes you have
What big lips you have
What a nice hat
I love you

(Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya.)
What you said
I can't hear you
(Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya.)
(What you said)
(What you said)
Do the colossal head
(What you said)
(What you said)
Do the colossal head

(Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya.)
(Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya.)
(Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya.)
(Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya. Ya, ya, ya.)


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And so we've come a long way
Too, too long baby, I've got to say
And even though we had some fun
I'm tellin' you honey, I've got to run

Well it seems you had your time
Takin' everything from me you could find
But now the table's turned
And this old heart you'll never burn
But this bird's got to fly, bird's got to fly
I'm tellin' you honey, this bird's got to fly, so long
Got to be on my way

You always seemed so clever
With your little books that you read forever
Always a-keepin' me down, but now I'm gonna come back around
A-tears a-burnin' me, a-pain a-burnin' me, can't you see?

And I'm tired of wasting precious time
To you my life ain't worth a single dime
But this bird's got to fly, bird's got to fly
I'm tellin' you honey, this bird's got to fly, so long
Got to be on my way

And so we've come a long way
Too, too long baby, I've got to say
I'm tired of wastin' precious time
'Cause to you my life ain't worth a single dime
So this bird's got to fly, bird's got to fly
I'm tellin' you honey, this bird's got to fly, so long
Got to be on my way
So so long
Got to be on my way
Ya, so long baby


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Buddy Ebsen Loves the Night Time

[No lyrics]

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