Pilgrims Lyrics

Black cat crossed our path on little fog feet
There's crows flying beside my window
We left superstition on the roadside a few cities ago
They spent our souls, maybe, but they didn't take our smilesWe listen, we shake, the radioThere's a sweet corn princess smiling through the words on the glass
Remember we stopped for tamales last time?
But now the lights from the town are fading with radio
There's another song playing, and we can hear it in the wind outsideWe listen, Pilgrims
We shake, to the radio
We listen, to the radioLittle black kitty crossed our path wearing little fog feet
And the crows they're just drifters through my window
The late night city's lights are growing sharper
And I hear another song, I see it pouring from the look in your eyesWe listen,
We shake, to the radio
Pilgrims, we listen, we shake, to the radio, the radio
Songwriters
S. ORTIZ, TODD A. NANCE, MICHAEL N. HOUSER, DOMINGO ORTIZ, DAVID A. SCHOOLS, JOHN F. BELL, JOHN R. HERMANPublished by
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