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Nancy McCallion Lyrics

lyrics:  McCallion  music:  McCallion/Zavala

Here was my house
Look there’s a fountain now
This was my house
When my mother died.
My brother married young
I stayed with my mother here
And everyone said
This would be my house

Lydia, Lydia, Lydia
Come tamp adobe
L    ydia, Lydia, Lydia
We work here slowly
The straw, the earth, the pebbles from the bank
Aqui estaba mi’ casita

I was younger but still old
They said they were the mayor’s men
They paid me for my house
I came where I live now
The Dr. King apartments
They have his picture there
A much bigger house
Than  I knew before

I stamped the bricks
That went in the adobe walls
Me and my bare feet
When I was still small
Here was my house
My nephews helped me move my things
The walls have returned
To the river once again

Copyright McCallion/Zavala 1998 from Moon Over the Interstate