Chicanos

You came out of your town
Crossed the Rio Grande
In search of the dream
Of the American dream

You crossed the border
Passed through San Diego
You arrived in East LA
In the streets of the neighborhood

Now you wash dishes
Work for the white folks
Daily scorn
Scorn for the brown ones
You know your history
Of Aztlan and the race
Cesar Chavez, farmworker strikes

You are in California
Your heart in Mexico
Huasteca mountains
Veracruz coast
Watch out for the border patrol
Watch out for the Klan
Those bastards want to kill you
Wetback brother, here comes the border patrol
Chicano brother, your life is in danger.