From the recording Corpus Christi
Lyrics
Corpus Christi
The wind always blows hot down there in off the Gulf of Mexico
Smoke stacks rise up everywhere painting the skyline a hazy shade of gold
Thirty years and a thousand days
Thirty three years of empty space
Followed me every step I made
Maybe he wasn’t such a bad man
Maybe he did the best he knew
I guess I’ll never know what he was thinking
Since I never walked in his shoes
In Corpus Christi I found a piece of my soul
In Corpus Christi I buried an old ghost
Pictures of Selena hang everywhere like an eternal patron saint of hope
The sins of my father I’ll always bare some pain hurts deeper then we know
We walked along the South Texas shore
On that overcast Sunday morn
Trying to find the words to say
Thirty years and a thousand days
Thirty three years of empty space
With us every step we made
Maybe he wasn’t such a bad man
Maybe he did the best he knew
I guess I’ll never know what he was thinking
Since I never walked in his shoes
In Corpus Christi I found a piece of my soul
In Corpus Christi I buried an old ghost
In Corpus Christi I found a piece of my soul
In Corpus Christi I buried an old ghost