Carmelito - Edie Brickell & New Bohemians

Handsome Carmelito and the one they call Vandito

Rode fiery horses through the snow

Snow covered hills snow covered miles

Miles and miles of traveling to go

And they were wild and free

Happy as could be in America

They were wild and free

Everything to see in America, in America

Late one night by a little fire and a lot of booze

Dito woke up Lito from a snooze

Said «My friend I must confess, I pulled off her dress

And had the time of my life with your wife»

Oh, we were wild and free

Happy as could be in America

They were wild and free

What will be will be in America, in America

Blod was spilt Carmelito felt no guilt

Justice had fallen like the snow

The ground was red the ground was white

And blue was the color of the sky

He was wild and free

Happy as could be in America

He was wild and free

Better him than me in America, in America