Pablo's Mandolin

I wish I was sitting round some desert campfire

with Pablo Menudo live and unwired.

singing ‘bout Johnson and government cheese,

corpses and porches and St. Genevieve.

Pablo play your mandolin

There’s only one unforgiveable sin

the notes to your song live and die on the wind

if you every quit playing, this world just might end.

From South Brewster County to Chinati Hot Springs

with Grace and the boys and a band called String Beans;

Leaning into the wind all the way to the wire.

Last man standing ‘round that smouldering campfire.

Last night I heard him just over the hill,

singing and winging his way through some reel.

A fight broke out and a man went down swinging.

Pablo Menudo, he never stopped singing