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KOKOPELLI BLUES (Secola/Vickers)

Seem's like there's a lot of
cheap imitations out there
Every cool dude has a different mood
Each time you turn the musical page
Another new face becomes the rage
But me I only sing the blues

I've been driving in my Indian Car,
To the pound of the wheels drumming in my brain,
My dash is dusty, my plates are expired,
Please Mr. Officer, let me explain,
I've got to make it to a Pow-Wow tonight,
I'll be sober 49, down by the river side,
Looking for a sugar, riding in my Indian Car,
Got my T-Bird in the glove-box,

OLD TRADER (Secola)

This old trader, this old post
This old way of life
in the land we love the most
These old dreams, yesterday's gone by
Different way of life, different way to try...

WILD JAVELINAS (Secola/Vickers)

(Chorus)
Wild Javelinas, Wild Javeline

In the valley of the Harquahala
Creatures so rarely seen
We came upon a Chuckwalla