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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


This Time (1999)
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Why do the days
Go by so fast
If only time
Was built to last

If it could learn
To take it slow
Then maybe time
At last would know

That if Monday, Tuesday
Should go away
It'll be Wednesday, Thursday
Then Saturday
And when Sunday comes
It's just too late
It's gotta be this time

How come the days
Do what they do
Maybe if time
Time only knew

Could be that time
Don't really know
That it should try
To take it slow

Then maybe Monday, Tuesday
Won't go away
Then maybe Thursday, Friday
Could be like Saturday
And when Sunday comes
It's never too late
It'll be this time
It's gotta be this time

How come the days
Do what they do
Maybe if time
Time only knew

That if Monday, Tuesday
Should go away
It'll be Wednesday, Thursday
Then Saturday
And when Sunday comes
It's just too late
It's gotta be this time
It's gotta be this time
It's never too late
It'll be this time


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Middle of July
Nineteen-eighty-two
Standing on a corner
With nothing much to do
Talking with Cecilia
In nineteen-eighty-five
Glad to still be breathing
Glad to be alive

Where's all the time
Nineteen-ninety-one
Change on the dresser
Bed is still undone
What's a weary man to do
In nineteen-ninety-four
Hear the front bell ringing
But no one's at the door

Oh Yeah
Oh Yeah
Oh Yeah

Who's gonna know
When all is said and done
That a boy was born to Rita
In nineteen-sixty-one
And lived a hundred years
By nineteen-ninety-six
Who's ever gonna notice
That it all came down to this

Oh Yeah
Oh Yeah
Oh Yeah

Oh Yeah
Oh Yeah
Oh Yeah


. . .



The last time I seen Viking
He was about this tall
With a tattoo
Where a smile should've been
Of his sweetheart's name
Of his sweetheart's name

Do you remember Viking?
He was about you and me
With a big scar
Where his heart should've been
Inside his chest
Inside his chest

Do you remember Viking?
Do you remember Viking?

The last time I saw Viking
He was about so tall
With a tattoo
Where his heart should've been
He was about everything
He was about everything
Do you remember Viking?
Do you remember Viking?
I remember Viking


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The advantage of being in high places
Is that you never have to look up

The advantage of being in high places
Is that you never have to look up

And you feel like a big shot
It makes you feel like a big shot
It makes you feel like a big shot
Makes you feel like a real big shot

The advantage of being in high places
Is that people look so small

The advantage of being in high places
Is that people look so small

And you feel like a big shot
It makes you feel like a big shot
It makes you feel like a big shot
Makes you feel like a real big shot

The trouble with being in high places
Is when you fall it's a long way down

The trouble with being in high places
Is when you fall it's a long way down

The trouble with being in high places
The trouble with being in high places
The trouble with being in high places

The trouble with being in high places
Is when you're down nobody picks you up

The trouble with being in high places
Is when you're down nobody picks you up

Cuz you acted like a big shot
So what happened to the big shot
So what happened to the big shot
You thunk you were a real big shot

The trouble with being in high places
The trouble with being in high places
The trouble with being in high places
The trouble with being in high places


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Alla en la tierra de mis padres
Alla en la tierra de los dioses
Se oye un ritmo muy alegre
Que lo bailan dia y noche

Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza

A los cuatro vientos yo les canto
Con mi alma y corazon
Te aseguro que no miento
Cuando canto esta cancion

Baila baila mi carino
Baila baila este danzon
Que bonito le meneas
Morenita es basilon

Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza

Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza

Alla en la tierra de mis padres
Alla en la tierra de los dioses
Se oye un ritmo muy alegre
Que lo bailan dia y noche

Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza

Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza


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I would've run away with you
If I hadn't asked what I should do
Believe me what I say is true
I would've run, run away with you

I would've known it from the start
If I had listened to my heart
You'll never know but this is true
I would've run, run away with you
Run away with you

I was afraid at what they might say
When I could have turned the other way
You've got to know this love is true
And that I would've run, run away with you
Run away with you
Run away with you
Run away with you
Run away with you
Run away with you
Run away with you
Run away with you


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Corazon mi corazon
Corazon mi corazon

Cuando dejiste
Que no me quieres a mi
En mi pecho un cuchillo senti
Si no vuelves a mi lado amor
No se como puedo yo
Yo seguir

Corazon mi corazon
Corazon mi corazon

No me quieres
No me quieres a mi
Como puedo, como puedo seguir
Si no vuelves a mis brazos amor
No se como puedo yo
Yo vivir

Corazon mi corazon
Corazon mi corazon
Mi vida mi corazon
Corazon mi corazon

Cuando dejiste
Que no me quieres a mi
En mi pecho un cuchillo senti
Si no vuelves a mi lado amor
No se como puedo yo
Yo seguir

Corazon mi corazon
Corazon mi corazon
Como puedo, como puedo seguir
Corazon mi corazon
Corazon mi corazon
Mi vida mi corazon


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Who will clothe the children
When there's no shoes on their feet
When their stomach's empty
When there's nothing left to eat

How sad it is to see him
With his eyes down on the street
And when the night wraps up the light
Who will give him a bed to sleep

Some say n' some do

When the boys stand on the corner
When there's nobody around at home
Their hands are down in their pockets
Who will show them the way to go

Some say n' some do
Some say n' some do
Some say n' some do

I will, if you do
If I can, you will too
But I can't, cuz you won't
N' you can't, so I don't

Who will give more then a look
As their lives go flying by
As the sun goes up and down
Who will be left to cry

Some say n' some do
Some say n' some do
Some say n' some do


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Not 'bout winning or losing
Or being confident

Not for smiling even crying
Or 'bout sentiment

Not 'bout richer or poorer
Or being affluent

Not 'bout sharp or even clever
Or intelligent
Intelligent

Don't really matter at all
When a house of cards gonna fall
Before you try again
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around

Never 'bout being wrong
Or ever right

Never a winner or loser
Or acting outta sight
Outta sight

Don't really matter at all
When a house of cards gonna fall
Before you try again
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around

Whether coming or going
Never know what to do

Never look for a reason
When you break the rules

Before you try again
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around
Before you try again
Turn around


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Vamos a la playa
Con Rosita, Sandra y Juan
Vamos a la playa
Con Rosita, Sandra y Juan
Aunque la agua sera fria
Vamos a tener mucho fun
Vamos a tener mucho fun

Vamos a la playa
Vamos a la playa

Vamos a nadar hasta
La isla de la mujer
Vamos a nadar hasta
La isla de la mujer
Alli podemos correr desnudos

Porque nadie nos puede ver
Alli podemos correr desnudos

Porque nadie nos puede ver

Vamos a la playa
Vamos a la playa


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That's why we wish, baby
Cause forever is way too long
That's why we wish, baby baby
Cause it's here today
And then it's gone

It's when a boy
Grows up into a man
And a seed turns into a tree
It's when two lovers kiss
Forever it seems
And the blind man at last can see

That's why we wish, baby
Cause forever is way too long
That's why we wish, baby
Cause it's here today
And then it's gone

How 'bout the girl
Who finds a dream come true
In a man that loves her so
And the orphan cries
Forever it seems
Until at last he finds a home

That's why we wish, baby
Cause forever is way too long
That's why we wish, baby baby
Cause it's here today
And then it's gone

Once a poor poor soul
Found what looked like a stone
And held up into the sun
Saw a diamond shining
Forever it seemed
And his searching, searching days were gone

That's why we wish, baby
Cause forever is way too long
That's why we wish, baby baby
Cause it's here today
And then it's gone
That's why we wish, baby
That's why we wish, baby baby


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