Indigo Girls Cordova Lyrics

Cordova Lyrics

The volunteers, they come for your prayers

And some souvenirs

With ivory skin and boycott lessons

Year after year



Well I'm tracing your face up in the space

Of the bottom bunk, oh Cordova

Where I cried and I cried

I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have

The things that I didn't have



Now you come to me

With revolution's infidelity

With blacklisted friends and Tupperware kin

And your big history



Well I'm tracing your face up in the space

Of the bottom bunk, oh Cordova

Where I cried and I cried

I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have

The things that I didn't have



I memorize the lullabies of dwindling lives

The lay of the land, the touch of each hand

We lose by and by



I'm tracing your face up in the space

Of the bottom bunk, oh Cordova

Where I cried and I cried

I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have

The things that I didn't have