Mando Saenz
Born in San Luis Potosi, Mexico and raised in Corpus Christi by his music-l… Read Full Bio ↴Born in San Luis Potosi, Mexico and raised in Corpus Christi by his music-loving parents on an eclectic diet of 60s-era songwriters, traditional Mexican music and the Everly brothers, Mando began playing guitar at the age of 11. But the realization that he could write and perform music for a living didn’t hit until he had done the ‘responsible thing’ and earned an MBA, if only to stick it in his back pocket.
He began playing live full-time and the response was encouragement enough to officially launch his career. Soon, he joined the line of notable singer-songwriters to chronicle their lives in Texas via Watertown – originally self-released until landing in the hands of Carnival Music’s Frank Liddell, who signed Mando as an artist and a writer.
He began playing live full-time and the response was encouragement enough to officially launch his career. Soon, he joined the line of notable singer-songwriters to chronicle their lives in Texas via Watertown – originally self-released until landing in the hands of Carnival Music’s Frank Liddell, who signed Mando as an artist and a writer.
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Mando Saenz Lyrics
All I Own (verse) Does a river overflow, rumble and roll? It can't ho…
April's End I've been silently falling, forsaking the call Long winded …
Egg Song Well, help me understand this insolence of man Always wants…
Engine Roll Hear that engine roll Hear that engine roll Evening pass t…
Julia Julia Where's your red bandana? Where's your red bandana? Yo…
Noble Kings The street lights growing dim The early morning sees daylig…
Rusty Steeple The empty eyes that seem to call The fallen times that…
Watertown Living would be easy without all this conversation Everybod…
When I Come Around The tire well it spins where the gravel is fine Headin'…
Wrong Guy Am I nowhere, close to going there Close to knowing how…
Yonder Voices Lazy eyes in June, won't you come around You're path is…