Corcel Sin Nombre  ·  September 18, 2025

Fuckin’ in the Durango

“They Always Do”

Corcel Sin Nombre  ·  Torta Ahogada Records

Fuckin’ in the Durango — Corcel Sin Nombre
Drove down from Laredo in a Ford that won’t reverse She had a pack of Red Man and a Bible in her purse She was leanin’ on the jukebox in a shirt that said fuck yes Boots up on the bar like she owned the whole damn West
Said her daddy rode bulls and her mama poured Crown She took her whiskey like a dare and she never backed down She said she’s got some roomies so we couldn’t go in But I figured it’s her ol’ man and she just won’t admit the sin
Now I’m fuckin’ in the Durango Where the wind knows my name The bed’s got a bullet in the headboard And the mirror won’t look the same I came here to forget her But damn if she didn’t know How to make a man feel holy Then leave him feelin’ like a whore
There’s a Mary on the rearview sways heavy with regret Her scent’s still on my flannel and I ain’t burned it yet She kissed like a pistol cocked and ready to fire Told me I was just the next man to climb in the briar
She put her forty on the dash stashed a fifth under the chair Threw her clothes out the window and pulled back her hair She said you ride bulls or just run from pain I said what’s the damn difference ’cept the bruises don’t stay
Yeah I’m fuckin’ in the Durango With a ghost I can’t outride The sunset watched us quietly Like it knew I’d never decide I came here for silence But she screamed like the saints fell low And I gave her all my whiskey ’Til my sins began to show
She said Mexican boys break easy And I don’t fix what I wreck Hell I left my hat on the fence post And I ain’t gone back to get it yet
Now I’m leavin’ in the Durango But part of her stays in my head Where the hurtin’ sways like a promise And her cigarette burns red I came here a drifter But I left like a man who knows That not all scars are ugly And not all fuckin’s for show

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