Fold-out sleeve with liner notes & more photos by Cassandra Mohr.
Includes unlimited streaming of Rosas y Mesteños
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 7 days
digame, darlin’, does it dress you down?
carve the stars in your conchos, pawn the silver in your crown
like a Jackson Sundown Hamley saddle, spurs for markin’ out
does it dress you down like drawin’ black cat back in Pendlestown?
if you died this mornin, to which horizon would you run?
Auroras across the sacred mountains or the badlands of Bolivia?
or would you unbuckle the bible belts in the deathless settin’ sun-
cuz we been waitin’ for a burnt-out bootsoled savior, Herradera
Or perhaps you’re paintin’ horses in the Largo Cañon walls
& perhaps it’s us that’s dreamin’
& you were never alive at all
so all night coyotes are callin’ me by names I can’t recall like sirens slayin’ gunfighters serenading them with “draw!”
I dreamed you were wayfarin’ long ghost continents by my side
I dreamed the sundown cañon where the light lay down to die
& my bones tied on my pony’s back in the rain his blue eyes cryin
for every song stuffed in his saddle bag before the ink could dry
so if there’s stars left over Cody, let ‘em light your way back home
& if theres anything you owe me, I got forgiveness if you got loans
if it ever rains in Santa Fe let it wash my saddle clean
& I’ll pray the wind comes quick to wash the rust out of your wings