Chris Rea Hey Gringo
Hey gringo
Why you got me tied and bound?
I gotta crop to keep my family
You tell me burn it to the ground
Hey gringo
Help me try to understand
You got so many paper dollars
Why do you need my piece of land?
Hey gringo
Hey gringo
Why you do this I don't know
Why don't you give me fair price for my labour?
Then what you want I will grow
Hey gringo
Now my children have no doctor
My mother needs some pill
My wife have no pinkiller
And I hear her cry out still
When you find that the end of life
You scared what comes to you
Well God is going to ask you
What good did you ever do?
Hey gringo
Hey gringo
Oh there's enough why can't we share
Hey gringo
I only ask for waht is fair
Hey gringo
Well the next time you turn round
Hey gringo
Maybe God will gun you down
Hey gringo
