The Travails of Esmerelda
Out some miles from San Diego
Where the border draws a line in the sand
She had a little house in the foothills of the range
and the distant lights hold vigil across the land
There she carved out a hard living
You know the summers there can break almost any man
She sometimes thought of somewhere better she could go
But she still felt blessed for all she had
So, drive, drive on Esmerelda
I hope you find the strength to make your stand
And she’ll ride, ride on forever
If she makes it now, she’ll make it in the end
Her old man was hard on her
Blamed her for when her mother left
Now in there’s a hard lesson for us all
You know things don’t always work out for the best
So, drive, drive on Esmerelda
I hope you find the strength to make your stand
And she’ll ride, ride on forever
If she makes it now, she’ll make it in the end
Spends her evenings on the porch
Where the sunset casts its orange glow
Sitting there contemplating her life
Where she is, where’s she’s been, where she’d go
So, drive, drive on Esmerelda
I hope you find the strength to make your stand
And she’ll ride, ride on forever
If she makes it now, she’ll make it in the end
If she makes it now, she’ll make it in the end
If she makes it now, she’ll make it in the end