Tom Russell - Crosses of san carlos

^GTwo Apache kids in a stolen car ^GNavigating by a falling star Yeah^{F C} Where are they ^Ggoing?

^GTowards Jerusalem Mountain, red amphetamine sunrise ^GMesquite, saguaro, Great Mystical Agave Tell 'em ^Fplease ^C Where are they ^Ggoing?

^GPast the little white crosses, the highway signs ^GStay away from the double yellow lines Jimmy ^FYelloweyes ^C Take care where you're ^Ggoing

^GAin't no alcohol allowed on the Reservation ^GThey're headed out in search of strong libation Hoyah ^{F C} They know where they're ^Ggoing

Out where the ^Dcrosses of San Carlos ^CShine 'neath a desert moon Near the ^Dcanyons where Geronimo rode And the ^Cocotillo bloom Yeah, yeah, yeah, ^Gyeah, Hoyah ^F Where's it all ^Ggoing

^GOld Mexican Jaguar crossed over last night ^GNear the Agua Priatt border town lights Yeah, yeah, ^Fyeah ^C Where's the old man ^Ggoing?

^GHe's on the track of a deer or a Javelina hog ^GHe ain't afraid of your hunting dog No, no, no, ^Fno ^C He knows where he's ^Ggoing

^GAnd he disdains your greed, your ignorance ^GYour razor-wire, your chain-link fence Yeah, yeah, ^Fyeah ^C He knows where he's ^Ggoing

Out where the ^Dcrosses of San Carlos They ^Cshine neath the desert moon Near the ^Dcanyons where Cochise laid it down And the ^Cold agave bloom Yeah, yeah, yeah, ^Gyeah, Ha ^F Where's it all ^Ggoing Hey ^Feee^Cee Where's it all ^Ggoing

Yeah, and ^Emone night when the moon^Bm is down We'll ^Ccome back on you ^Gstronger Out ^Emon these long purged^Bm highways We'll be ^Ccrucified no ^D7longer

We've ^Gseen it come, we'll watch it go ^GThe beer is gone, the gasoline's low Said Jimmy ^FYelloweyes ^C "Hell, where are we ^Ggoing?"

"^GLook up ahead in our high beam lights ^GSome kind of leopard coming at us through the night Ho, ye^Feah ^C Where's the old one ^Ggoing?"

^GMaybe he's taking backing back his ancient hunting grounds ^GBlood on the streets of the cowboy towns Yeah, yeah, ^Fyeah ^C He knows where he's ^Ggoing

^GThen the scream of the tires, the curse and the swerve ^GThe final war cry on the final curve Yeah, yeah, ^Fyay ^C Where in Hell were they ^Ggoing?

And the ^Dcrosses of San Carlos Still ^Cshine 'neath a desert moon Near the ^Dcanyons where Geronimo rode And the ^Cocotillo bloom Yeah, yeah, yeah, ^Gyeah, Hoyah ^F Where's it all ^Ggoing Hey ^Feee^Cee Where is it ^Ggoing Hey ^Feee^Ce Hoya ^G He^Fyee^Ceee^Ge