Juarez
AUGUSTINES Lyrics

The old man turned and scratched his chin
The singer introduces an old man who seems befuddled and doesn't know where to start.

He said "Son, I wouldn't know where to begin, but your daddy's gone, He's gone down south... it was all he would talk about"
The old man finally tells the singer that their father went down south, but he doesn't know where specifically.

We never blamed it on the soil Or the sunburned earth Or the prices of the oil This border town is my home
Despite the hardships faced by living in a border town, the singer and their family never blamed it on external factors and still consider the town their home.

I got rattlesnake guts In a desert full of bones
The artist describes the toughness they possess living in the desert town, but also the desolation and death that surrounds them.

Tell my sister I've gone and to find someone Cause I won't come back no more, no more
The artist is leaving town and tells their sister not to expect them to come back.

Lord I see red and it's storming in my head I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my daddy's dead
The singer is overwhelmed with emotion, experiencing a mix of anger and sadness, and has a feeling that their father has died.

I got a drunk for a mother Got a saint for a brother
The singer describes the dichotomy between their mother, who is an alcoholic, and their brother, who is virtuous.

Now the sun is shinin' on my hood The statue on the dashboard Of Maria looks beautiful, And I'm headin' down south I got tequila in my veins And the devil in my mouth,
The artist is taking a trip south while under the influence of alcohol, feeling a sense of duality between beauty and darkness.

But hey it's alright I got jukebox tears and stones for eyes Hey it's alright I got jukebox tears Under turquoise skies... Hey.
Despite the difficult emotions they are experiencing, the artist tries to find solace in the beauty of the scenery and music around them.

So now I got hell on my trail It took some demons to get even No my demons are countin' rosaries
The artist is now dealing with hardships and is being pursued by troubles, but they also acknowledge their own faults and continue to pray and try to improve.

Where the desert meets the sky
The singer describes the vastness and beauty of the desert landscape.

I got a drunk for a mother Got a saint for a brother
The artist repeats the dichotomy between their mother and brother, perhaps acknowledging that this is a defining aspect of their life.