The Ballad of Christina Green

Six Arizona tombstones
bought with blood and with lead
at 10:10 local time
the desert ran red.

In the City of Tuscon
our six cowboys lay dead
no more riding the trail
the deserts stained red.

Chorus:
The ghosts of Arizona
on the cold desert nights
whisper to us sad stories
asking us 'make it right'
in the eyes of our children
chase away the bad dream
let us all sing the ballad
of sweet Cristina Green.

Born on the 9/11
a child of our new world
the smoke and tragedy
would baptize this girl.

Any child stolen from us
tears our hearts out with fear
when children are victims
raindrops into tears

Chorus

Six Arizona tombstones
bought with blood and with lead
at 10:10 local time
the desert ran red.

--Kip J. Rabidou
1/13/2011