Jonathan Wilson El Camino Real
Every day I have a wish
That the Haitian man will have fresh fish
And as I walk to greet him
1000 miles beneath my mind
Corn, liquor and bbq
Lexington or Compton
And as I sit to eat
Thousand miles beneath the sea
El Camino Real, El Camino Real
Won't you guide me to your border crossing town?
I heat up my favorite dish
And get on back to the music
When I'm with you dear
Your energy it fills my mind
Every day we deviate
Every day's somebody's birthday
And when we lay to rest
We all must drift to sleep
El Camino Real, El Camino Real
Won't you guide me to your border crossing town?
