The Cinder Block Ford

[Verse 1]
Abel's old Ford sits on cinder blocks
by the thorny edge of the irrigation ditch.
We were gonna work this land till we were ghosts,
now there's just a bumper full of rust and twitch.
You swore we'd split the harvest, fifty-fifty straight,
but some seeds, mi amigo, are just sown with hate.

[Chorus]
And they say a good man mourns what he can't keep.
Well, I ain't lost no sleep.
No, I ain't lost no sleep.

[Verse 2]
The air in August smelled of diesel and lime,
cicadas screamin' like they're runnin' out of time.
You looked at Rosa, said, "She's a killing frost,"
and in your eyes I saw exactly what it cost.
You drew a line right there beside the water pump,
and left me standing in the shadow of your slump.

[Spoken Word Interlude]
(A low, female whisper, barely audible in the mix)
*"Él nunca te perdonó."*

[Chorus]
They say a good man mourns what he can't keep.
Well, I ain't lost no sleep.
No, I ain't lost no sleep.

[Bridge]
A property line's just wire and a post.
A man's real border is the thing he fears the most.
And I ain't scared of bein' out here on my own.

[Outro]
Just the hum of the transformer on the phone line.
Yeah, everything's fine.