Black Maria. Through the streets of Spanish Harlem. Calling old friends on the corners. Just to lay our prayers upon them Crying, adios Hermanos, Adios. Adios Hermanos, Adios. Adios Hermanos, Adios
Black Maria. Through the streets of Spanish Harlem. Calling old friends on the corners. Just to lay our prayers upon them Crying, adios Hermanos, Adios. Adios Hermanos, Adios. Adios Hermanos, Adios
. Reached in his trenchcoat, and pulled out a yellow envelope Which contained twenty thousand in cash, a photograph. Of a Colombian ***** with a long mustache. Miguel Sanchez, keep a **** hidden in his
Verse 1 Stephen Sanchez. Georgia, Wrap me up in all your. I want ya', In my arms. Oh, let me hold ya'. I'll never let you go again, like I did. Oh I used to say. Chorus Stephen Sanchez and Em Beihold
Black Maria. Through the streets of Spanish Harlem. Calling old friends on the corners. Just to lay our prayers upon them Crying, adios Hermanos, Adios. Adios Hermanos, Adios. Adios Hermanos, Adios