Pedro Canoero

PEDRO CANOERO
ALL YOUR TIME HAS GONE
ON THE OLD CANOE
SLOWLY
THE RIVER TOOK YOU AWAY.

PEDRO CANOERO
YOU HAVEN'T RETURNED TO THE COAST
YOU STAYED ON THE CANOE
LIKE A GOBLIN
AGELESS AND MEMORYLESS.

PEDRO CANOERO
THE WATER ROCKED YOU
FAR FROM THE COAST
WHEN YOU FELL ASLEEP,
PEDRO CANOERO
HEART OF CLAY
ON THE CANOE
YOUR LIFE SLIPPED AWAY.

PEDRO CANOERO
HOPE WAS SLIPPING AWAY
ON THE DAWN WATER
YOUR HOPE
PEDRO, IN THE END, HAD NO SHORE.

PEDRO CANOERO
THE WATER ROCKED YOU
FAR FROM THE COAST
WHEN YOU FELL ASLEEP,
PEDRO CANOERO
HEART OF CLAY
ON THE CANOE
YOUR LIFE SLIPPED AWAY.

PEDRO, PEDRO,
YOUR LIFE SLIPPED AWAY.
PEDRO, PEDRO,
YOUR LIFE SLIPPED AWAY, ON THE CANOE
YOUR LIFE SLIPPED AWAY.

PS: if anyone has better information about the writer of the song and the music, please send me an email at quaid@argentina.com It seems to be from Teresa Parodi but I'm not sure