Hear the Bells

The last time we met was down at the Tap Room Mezcal on Sunday with tears in our eyes You sang me a song sweet as a monsoon blowing in from the South Hear the bells ringing out Let 'em ring on New Year's Day I sat on the hill near the mission Where lovers meet and when poppies bloom I followed the ranchers rambling down Broadway Selling crops on the side of the road Their hearts in Sonora whenever it rains and wherever they roam Takе this charm and dry your tears Won't you wear it to easе your mind Hear the bells ringing out Let 'em ring on New Year's Day Heard the radio blaring a sad corrido "La tierra del sol suspiro por verte Quisiera llorar, quisiera morrir" Come this November's Procession Mezcal on Sunday with tears in our eyes 'Cause it's foolish to laugh and pointless to cry About some old photos buried inside the cracked and crumbling walls Take this charm and dry your tears Won't you wear it to ease your mind Take a breath to soothe your sorrows Until they're gone, gone as the years fade away Hear the bells ringing out Let 'em ring on New Year's Day