From the recording Hope Street
Brad Colerick, acoustic guitar, lead vocal; Dave Ristrim, pedal steel; David Plenn, electric guitar; Guillermo Guzmán, bass.
Lyrics
It took some time to believe it
Sometimes truth just doesn’t care to settle in
Like an uninvited guest or a tightness in your chest
The air is clear here all around me
I can see what really matters to me now
I wish you’d send another picture
Of your new favorite huevos rancheros
We were los dos amigos
And I will trod through these fields that together we plowed
I can hear that steel guitar forever long and loud
And I will climb up this mountain rock by rock through this dark cloud
And put some pressure on the pain
Til the Santa Ana winds call my name
You always liked the open highway
Another town to discover something new
When we were driving down the road we seldom turned on the radio
And you were always there beside me
A stoic champion full of kindness and laughter
You knew a thing or two or three about almost anything
Well I could use your insight now
As I trod through these fields that together we plowed
I can hear that steel guitar, forever long and loud
And I will climb up this mountain rock by rock through this dark cloud
And put some pressure on the pain
Til the Santa Ana winds call my name
What am I supposed to do
I’ve lost my bearings without you
We couldn’t wait to get to Fraser
A few miles from the continental divide
We’ve got some miles to go tomorrow
Tonight it’s Pepe O’saka's for los dos amigos
And I will sing with my voice til I have nothing more to say
And I will never forget your graciousness along the way
And I will raise up my glass to every note we got to play
But it’ll never be the same
No, it’ll never be the same
Til the Santa Ana winds call my name
Til the Santa Ana winds call my name