RODRIGO IS HOME

Chile was worlds away
But you could see it in his eyes
Growing up in the USA
Longing for Santiago
Rodrigo wanted to be where the action might be
Careful, Rodrigo, they said
Don't worry, what could happen to me?

Chile grew dim in the mind of an American man
The voice inside the child cried, 'Return'
Rodrigo is home

Soldiers hunt in packs
And cut down little children
In the city of deadly silence
And sickening screams
One young Chilean soldier smiles to his friends
And douses Rodrigo's body in gasoline

Chile grew dim in the mind of an American man
The voice inside the child cried, 'Return'
Rodrigo is home...

© 1988 Luka Bloom Music (ASCAP)