Come along son and walk with me
I’ll show you a town that once was free.
This little town that we called home
It wasn’t heaven but it was our own.
Then came the waves of immigrants
Most illegal and without two cents.
Sometimes living five in one room
Attempted social services were doomed.
Habla Espanola everywhere
Drugs sold in streets without care.
Schools in complete disarray
Feds smirk and turn their face away.
ACLU lawsuits are now in place
The town’s legal efforts can’t keep pace.
The mayor did all he can
Hell son, We have lost our birthplace land.