Bleu Edmondson - Comin' Down lyrics

That old Mexican man picks up cans in the road side dust They say that things turned bad for him when the oil boom went bust He had a life down there in Houston, good job and a loving wife But he k**ed a man in Corpus now he's serving out his life A shell of a Mexican man, a number is all he is A proud pure blood slowly drained away by the life a convict lives And life without parole when he told them what he'd done It's a damn shame what a man can do with a angry soul and an old war gun Oh can you hear it comin' Oh can you hear it now Oh can you hear it comin' Oh it's comin' down After the rigs he got a job at the local A&P Sackin' up bags for rich old men just to save his family And in his broken tongue he'd cuss 'em for things they never knew And in his mind he knew the cost of the life he would have to choose So one hot summer night with no gulf breeze at all He kissed his little girls good night, told his wife she would get a call He walked out of the house that night through bars no one could see Skyline blurred by the old man's tears he's gonna set his family free Oh can you hear it comin' Oh can you hear it now Oh can you hear it comin' Oh it's comin' down. His kids are all grown up and they moved away His wife met some kind of artist man now she's off in Santa Fe And I tried to talk to him once, its hell in here without a friend But he just turned his back on me and started praying on the beads again So someday soon I guess he'll die in here don't you know that's the way it goes Cold gray eyes and a broken down face nobody really knows But every week he gets a letter and every week tears they fall like rain Cause every week there's a post mark and every week it reads Santa Fe Oh can you hear it comin' Oh can you hear it now Oh can you hear it comin' Oh it's comin' down Oh can you hear it comin' Oh can you hear it now Oh can you hear it comin' Oh it's comin' down