Baptized in the Rio Grande - Sons Of Texas

Way down

Bred by bloodsuckers

And dying trees that scream

«You'll never see past scrutiny.»

Way down

Absorb the sun

Radiate then peel away

Way down

Concrete flows like water

It don’t falter

To manifest jungles of steel

Born and raised

In the bowels of the states

Where glory days

And doom are hand in hand

When I’ve lost my way

All I need, is within me

Born and raised

Baptized in the Rio Grande

Weighed down

Hope holds no water

We don’t bother to

Feed the seed within our hearts

Weighed down By blood, lies, pride and politics

We are weighed down

Lest we become fruitless

Lest we don’t succeed

Anchored in complacence

We forever sink

Born and raised

In the bowels of the states

Where glory days

And doom are hand in hand

When I’ve lost my way

All I need, is within me

Born and raised

Baptized in the Rio Grande (x3)

Yeah!

Baptized in the Rio Grande

Weighed down

Bred by bloodsuckers and dying trees

We are weighed down

Born and raised

In the bowels of the states

Where glory days

And doom are hand in hand

When I’ve lost my way

All I need, is within me

Born and raised

Baptized in the Rio Grande (x5)

Baptized!

Baptized!