Mexican Home

John Prine

Transposer:

[Intro] [Verse 1] It got so hot last night I swear   You couldn’t hardly breathe Heat lightning burnt the sky like alcohol I sat on the porch without my shoes And I watched the cars roll by As the headlights raced To the corner of the kitchen wall [Chorus]   Mama dear Your boy is here   Far across the sea Waiting for That sacred core That burns inside of me And I feel a storm All wet and warm Not ten miles away Approaching My Mexican home [Interlude] [Verse 2] My God! I cried it’s so hot inside You could die in the living room Take the fan from the window Prop the door back with a broom The cuckoo clock has died of shock And the windows feel no pain The air’s as still As the throttle on a funeral train [Chorus]   Mama dear Your boy is here   Far across the sea Waiting for That sacred core That burns inside of me And I feel a storm All wet and warm Not ten miles away Approaching My Mexican home [Solo] [Verse 3] My father died on the porch outside On an August afternoon I sipped bourbon and cried With a friend by the light of the moon So its hurry! hurry! Step right up It’s a matter of life or death The sun is going down And the moon is just holding its breath [Chorus]   Mama dear Your boy is here   Far across the sea Waiting for That sacred core That burns inside of me And I feel a storm All wet and warm Not ten miles away Approaching My Mexican home Approaching My Mexican home Approaching My Mexican home [Outro]

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La chanson évoque un homme qui se remémore des moments de sa vie dans sa maison mexicaine, ressentant à la fois la chaleur accablante de la nuit et une nostalgie profonde. En attendant une tempête qui approche, il pense à sa mère, à son enfance et à la perte de son père, tout en décrivant un environnement pesant et statique. Le décor est celui d'un été étouffant, rempli de souvenirs mélancoliques et d'un désir de retrouver ce foyer sacré qui semble porter en lui une flamme vive, symbole de son essence et de son identité.