"Cordova" as written by and Amy Elizabeth Ray....
The volunteers come for your prayers
And some souvenirs
With ivory skin and boycott lessons
Year after year

Well, I'm tracing your face up in the space of the bottom bunk
Oh Cordova
Where I cried and I cried
I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have
The things that I didn't have

Now you come to me
With revolution's infidelity
With blacklisted friends and Tupperware kin
And your big history

Well, I'm tracing your face up in the space of the bottom bunk
Oh Cordova
Where I cried and I cried
I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have
The things that I didn't have

I memorize the lullabies
Of dwindling lives
The lay of the land, the touch of each hand
We lose by and by

I'm tracing your face up in the space of the bottom bunk
Oh Cordova
Where I cried and I cried
I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have
The things that I didn't have


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"Cordova" as written by Amy Elizabeth Ray

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