Cortez Sail Lyrics - Singles - Terry Allen

See how the rain falls from the sky 

Drifting down 

From your high mountain's eye 

But don't look surprised, you're going home 

Yeah you're leaving L.A. 

On a cloudy day 

Pushing the crowd away 

You gonna get away today 

An you turn on your radio 

An let the wind blow 

With your Rock 'n' roll 

Down the highway, all the way 

Ah but see how the lightning 

Makes cracks in your air 

Tearing the clouds then closing the tear 

Yeah but you're not surprised anymore 

You're going home to Mexico 

Four hundred years ago 

Down in Mexico 

The Spanish galleons drew near 

And the Aztec warriors watched 

From their mountain sides 

Yeah the fear in their eyes 

As clear as their end it was near 

Yeah, Cortez, he come 

With his men and his guns 

And a Spanish Christ alive on his lip 

But as soon as he touched ground 

Well his men wanted to turn around 

So he burned down the turn around ships 

Yeah he crossed all that water 

With his cannon and fodder 

If need be to slaughter 

For Gods and for gold 

An he wouldn't let no man 

Talk him in to being anything other than 

Conquistador bold, yeah, Pachuco to paradise 

Yeah a Colorado rain 

Falls on your California glass 

Washing away the hardline 

From your California past 

Ah but you're not surprised anymore 

You're going home 

'Cause just out of Cortez 

Well the radio man says 

That they's a lookin' for you 

They gonna get you 

But your guns on your map 

And they're both in your lap 

Besides your chic's with you 

So you gonna get through 

Ah but see how the lightning 

Makes cracks in your air 

Tearing the clouds then closin' the tear 

Yeah but you're not surprised anymore 

You're going home to paradise