Chico Lyrics

I was born and running wild, a victim of a woman child
She caused the death of three young men, I killed them all and would again
They tried to touch my sweet Violet
I put them in the ground and there they are yet
And every night I sit and listen why my mind runs
I see her face I hear her voice and nearly come undone
She sings
Chorus:
Chico come on home, Chico come on home
Chico come on home, youve been gone way too long
My souls locked in a private hell, my body is in a prison cell
My minds a jungle full of fire, my hearts a dungeon of desire
I kiss these prison walls so cold and wet
Pretending theyre the lips of Violet
And every night I sit and listen why my mind runs
I see her face I hear her voice and nearly come undone
She keeps singing
by: Jos Duarte
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