Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joe Ely
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Ely
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe Ely
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Two dusty days and a night from San Juan Potosi
In a canvas top truck with migrants, Maria, and me
On a run for the border, we're leaving our old world behind
The wishes we share are the dreams that we hope to find
[Verse 2]
We crossed the Bravo at dawn, our clothes got soaking wet
The glare of lights from the bushes, the smell of Yankee cigarettes
Where are you, Maria? We're now in the land of the free
Where are you, my heartbeat? This ain't like they said it would be
[Chorus]
Adios to sweet dreams, you're no longer mine
They fell from your grace, like grapes from a vine
Where once lived our hopes, our hearts intertwined
Adios to my sweet dream, you're no longer mine
[Verse 3]
They promised work and money, but their lives are all that survived
No word from Maria, I pray that she's still alive
Stranded in Chicago, where the wind blows, lashing the snows
The visions we shared, they're as empty as the holes in my clothes
[Verse 4]
I heard a story of Maria from the one-armed driver's son
She never made it to Milwaukee like some of us thought she had done
They said she broke from the runners on the south side of old San Antone
Nothing else do I hope for, I pray that she made it back home
[Chorus]
Adios to sweet dreams, you're no longer mine
They fell from your grace, like grapes from a vine
Where once lived our hopes, our hearts intertwined
Adios to my sweet dreams, you're no longer mine
[Bridge]
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ee, I was not made to be
A slave to the way of Tierra del Norte
They call the land of the free
[Verse 5]
I got work with some outfit, pay was better than most
I was issued a pistol and told to keep watch on my post
I feel something is wrong, some darkness come over me
I see visions of Maria calling me to San Juan Potosi
[Verse 6]
I spin in the shadows and fall in a white flash of light
A warm river surrounds me, bright pictures, they fill up my sight
There stands Maria with a halo of doves in her hair
She's calling me back and I hope I can make it back there
[Chorus]
Adios, sweet dreams, you're no longer mine
They fell from your grace, like grapes from a vine
Where once lived our hopes, our hearts intertwined
Adios to my sweet dreams, you're no longer mine
[Outro]
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ee, I was not made to be
Slave to the waves, Tierra del Norte
They call the land of the free
Written by: Joe Ely
