Lyrics Ry Cooder – Guantanamo
Text:
You never missed your water till your
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and dried
You never missed your baby till she said goodbye
Never missed your soul till you lived it out
In Guantanamo
In Guantanamo
In Guantanamo
You can’t come back from Guantanamo
Now we climbed down off the mud and the slime
We thought about it and wondered why
Led on, we made a real round wheel
Composed a song with a real good feel
Who than Jesus, they let it on
?
We took the wrong turn with a big
?
Your God is dead now you better try and find
I’m telling you for the last time
At Guantanamo, no place to be
Guantanamo, you best keep away
Guantanamo, oh Jesus say
You can’t come back from Guantanamo
Can’t come home from Guantanamo
At Guantanamo, no place to be
Guantanamo, you best keep away
Guantanamo, hear with I said
Little children know that you can’t come home
Ain’t going back from Guantanamo
Guantanamo, no place to be
Guantanamo, you best keep away
Guantanamo
You can’t come back from Guantanamo
Can’t come back from Guantanamo
