Lyrics

El Conejo

from the Rio Grande to Chi town's a 24 hour trip
three Lincolns at the station to give the man the slip
whatever trouble's on your tail now you're on the bus
bring some cool Azul to share and sit in front of us

Oh, Oh, riding El Conejo
Oh, Oh, riding El Conejo
Oh, Oh, riding El Conejo
Oh, Oh, riding El Conejo

it's a standard operation all's on the up and up
all Chicago Mexicanos dicen that's what's up
across the aisle a crying child might raise the tension
her mama left a man behind why she won't mention

9 more hours of riding finding la familia in texas
800 dollars more to put down on that house in zacatecas

the countryside flies by and by outside the side window
this band of dreaming refugees all riding El Conejo
the conversation ebbs and flows among this cast of goons
with big plans for the Promised Land we'll share some rented room

Oh, Oh, riding El Conejo
Oh, Oh, riding El Conejo