Sweet Lola Lyrics - Gypsy Road - Dean Brody

I was walking in a midnight market 

Through the shanties outside Juarez 

She had a flower in her hair and the band filled the air 

As we danced on the day of the dead 

She said boy don't you know I am Lola 

And I belong to the local cartel 

A tear filled her eye as she kissed me goodbye 

And two federales they tossed me in jail 

Tonight I'm in a Mexican prison 

My cell mate is making a knife 

Oh but all I can think of is her crying eyes 

And how to make sweet Lola mine 

Oh how to make sweet Lola mine 

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I had come there a backpack traveler 

With two crazy Canadian friends 

Billy and Jack, yeah we go way back 

But they laughed and they waved as my paddy wagon left 

I thought well damn ya boys, I'll dream of Lola 

And her big auburn innocent eyes 

They can break all my fingers till none of them lingers 

But I'll still make sweet Lola mine 

Tonight I'm in a Mexican prison 

My cell mate is making a knife 

Oh but all I can think of is her crying eyes 

And how to make sweet Lola mine 

Oh how to make sweet Lola mine 

My cell mate he drew a finger across his throat 

I thought dear god this is the end 

Aw but Billy and jack they'd bought a burly little ass 

And that donkey broke the bars from that cement 

And on that donkey the three of us we fled 

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Tonight I'm breaking out of a prison 

Yeah we're making a run for our lives 

Oh but all I can think of is her crying eyes 

And how to make sweet Lola mine 

Oh tonight I make sweet Lola mine 

If we can get out of Juarez alive