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Miguel came from a small town in northern MexicoHe came north with his brother Luis to California three years agoThey crossed at the river Levee when Luis was just 16And found work together in the fields of the San JoaquinThey left their friends and familyTheir father said "My sons one thing you will learnFor everything the north gives it exacts a price in return."They worked side by side in the orchardsFrom morning till the day was thruDoing the work the hueros wouldn'tWord was out some men in from Sinaloa were looking for some handsWell deep in Fresno county there was a deserted chicken ranchThere was a small tin shack on the edge of a ravineMiguel and Luis stood cooking methamphetamineYou could spend a year in the orchardsOr make half as much in one ten-hour shiftWorking for the men from SinaloaBut if you slipped the Hydriodic acidCould burn right thru your skinThey'd leave you spittin' up blood in the desertIf you breathed those fumes inIt was early one winter evening as Miguel stood watch outsideWhen the shack exploded lighting up the valley nightMiguel carried Luis' body over his shoulder down a swaleTo the creekside and there in the tall grass Luis Rosales diedMiguel lifted Luis' body into his truck and then he droveTo where the morning sunlight fell on a eucalyptus groveThere in the dirt he dug up 10000 dollars all that they'd savedKissed his brother's lips and placed him in his grave
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