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we blew off immigration
the moon was sitting high
we drove from lacandon into comitan
and gloria was singing
and cecelia closed her eyes
and i saw them
drifting out over the night sky
i said neuva senoritas
are you gone to brighter days
have you found your greener valley
and the place where your heart stays
i'm headed back to the flatlands
and you're headed up to the hills
rain brings you home middle of july
i guess i just got lonesome
when i think about how you feel
six months gone
and no one to dry your eyes
i said nueva senoritas
are you gone to brighter days
have you found your greener valley
and the place where your heart stays
i said nueva senoritas
are you gone to brighter days
have you found your greener valley
and the place where your heart stays
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