Hail Mary

Her daddy worked so hard
Beneath the red light
Of a hot sun.
And he paid for the ride
To give them their new home.
On the country line
Coyotes left dad behind.
The little girl couldn’t cry
With the dust dry in her eyes.

Hail Mary
From Mexico
We don’t wanna see her go.
Don’t go
Don’t go
No Mary
From Mexico.
Hail Mary
Please don’t go.

Now, she’s a working girl
Beneath the neon lights
Of a store front.
A market with no roof.
Before they pay, they want proof.
Gettin’ tips from the guys
Who’ve got no one at home.
She finds the place
That she finds herself in
To be not much better
Than where she’d been.

Hail Mary
From Mexico
We don’t wanna see her go.
Don’t go
Don’t go
No Mary
From Mexico.
Hail Mary
Please don’t go.

On the street corner,
She is all alone.
With a customer,
She just wants to go.
As the coyote’s howl
And the Minutemen fire.
Her affection has vanished
From the men that would buy her.

Hail Mary
From Mexico
We don’t wanna see her go.
Don’t go
Don’t go
No Mary
From Mexico.
Hail Mary
Please don’t go.

Author's Note

Lately, I've been trying to write character driven pieces. In this case, I came up with the idea of Mary. This song would be moreof a portion of her life. It is not a commentary on immigration or border control or anything like that. Just about Mary...
Tell me what ya think.