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Wooden Mary chased her baby down my Americana wristIn the square in Zaragoza by the basilica & the bridgeYou know that bridge all built by RomansWith Spanish ladies on their trailInto the old town's twisting streetsWhere there's wooden saints for sailThat's right that's right that's right that's rightNow the savior child is hangingBy a mountain in the lightWith his back against my pumpin' veinsAnd my blood rushing tonightLike a bridge over my riverI'm always sittin' in a bar"Andale Rijoha!" Tonight we rideMy sisters & me through the Aragon darkLa, la, la, la, la, la...Santos de MaderaSantos de MaderaThat's rightNow I dreamed I met my maker in a phoneless hostel roomI cried out in my sleep, "have mercy in me" & keep me from my doomThen I felt the warmth inside meSongtexteAs I turned a small lamp onMy reflection in the mirrorSantos de Madera crying tears all down my armNo lie, no lie, no lie, no lie!La, la, la, la, la, laSantos de MaderaSantos de MaderaYou know that's right Aus Songtexte Mania