Bruce Cockburn Nicaragua Lyrics

Nicaragua Lyrics

Breakfast woodsmoke on the breeze -- On the cliff the U.S. Embassy Frowns out
over Managua like Dracula's tower. The kid who guards Fonseca's tomb Cradles a
beat-up submachine gun -- At age fifteen he's a veteran of four years of war
Proud to pay his dues He knows who turns the screws Baby face and old man's
eyes 



Blue lagoon and flowering trees -- Bullet-packed masaya
streets Full of the ghosts of the heroes of Monimbo Women of the town laundry
Work and gossip and laugh at me -- They don't believe I'll ever send them the
pictures I took. For every scar on a wall There's a hole in someone's heart
Where a loved one's memory lives 



In the flash of this moment
You're the best of what we are -- Don't let them stop you now Nicaragua 



Sandino in his tom mix hat Gazes from billboards and coins "Sandino
vive en la lucha por la paz" Sandino of the shining dream Who stood up to the
U.S. marines -- Now Washington panics at U2 shots of "Cuban-style" latrines 



In the flash of this moment You're the best of what we are -- Don't
let them stop you now Nicaragua