Joe Ely - Dame Tu Mano lyrics

(Joe Ely) Dame tu mano Dame tu mano The night is cheap like a velvet painting The streets are wet but it ain't been raining Dame tu mano Dame tu mano A mile of stars fell in the streets and shattered While the guitars played strung with six daggers Give me your hand, my little Juarez Mary Where the mean streets meet the monastary Your ruby lips wet with Tequila Theres a neon frame around Pancho Villa Dame tu mano Dame tu mano The switchblade streets in need of sweeping The Taxi waits the driver's sleeping Dame tu mano Dame tu mano I'll turn you loose but never let you go When the summer's gone and the cold winds blow Give me your hand, my little Juarez Mary Where the mean streets meet the monastary Your ruby lips wet with Tequila Theres a neon frame around Pancho Villa Dame tu mano Dame tu mano Five hundred miles I gotta go tomorrow And leave you here with your sweet sorrow Dame tu mano Dame tu mano Their talk will sting in the morning light They're stringing me up this very night!