TISH HINOJOSA: Culture Swing 1992

Tish Hinojosa
Leticia Hinojosa
Dec 6, 1955
San Antonio, TX

Genres Country
Occupations Singer-songwriter
Instruments Vocals, guitar
Years active 198x-present
Labels MCA/Curb, A&M, Rounder, Valley Entertainment

Her releases explore a wide variety of styles: from the perfect
balance of country, folk and latino elements on the award-winning Culture Swing
(1992) or the collection of Mexican love ballads and border songs on all-Spanish
Frontejas (1995), to the delicate mysticism of Dreaming From The Labyrinth (1996) or
the joyful optimism on her bilingual children’s record Cada Niño/Every Child (1996).




Culture Swing
September 16, 1992

1 By the Rio Grande Hinojosa 3:36
2 Something in the Rain Hinojosa 5:02
3 Bandera del Sol (Flag of theSun) Hinojosa 3:29
4 Every Word Hinojosa 4:06
5 Louisiana Road Song Hinojosa 3:13
6 Corazón Viajero [Wandering Heart] Hinojosa 3:34
7 Drifter's Wind Pyle 3:08
8 The Window Hinojosa 4:21
9 In the Real West Hinojosa 2:46
10 Chanate, el Vaquero (Chanate, the Cowboy) Hinojosa 3:47
11 San Antonio Romeo Hinojosa 2:44
12 Closer Still Hinojosa 4:00



SOMETHING IN THE RAIN
By Tish Hinojosa

Mom and dad have worked the fields, I don't know how many years
I'm just a boy but I know how, and go to school when work is slow
We have seen our country's road, Bakersfield from Illinois
And when troubles come our way, oh yeah, I've seen my daddy pray.
There's something wrong with little sister, I hear her cryin' by my side
Mama's shaking as she holds her; we try to hold her through the night
And mom says close you eyes mijito, dream of someplace far from here
Like the pictures in your schoolbooks, someday you can take us there
There must be something in the rain
I'm not sure what that means
Abuelita talks of sins of man, of dust that's in our hands
There must be something in the rain
well what else could cause this pain
Those airplanes cure the plants so things can grow
Oh no, it must be something in the rain
Little sister's gone away. Mama's workin' long again
And me I think I understand about our life about our land
Well, talkers talk and dreamers dream; I will find a place between
I'm afraid but I believe that we can change these hurting fields
Cause there's something in the rain but there's more here in our hands
'Buelita's right about the sins of man who's profits rape the land
And the rains are pouring down from the growers to the towns
And until we break the killing chains
There's something in the rain



In The Night

Runnin', burning'
And the lonesome whistle blows
In the night, In the night
There's a border moon a risin'
I can hear that white freight line
Lyin', cryin'
Like and earth bound eagle yearnin'
In the night, In the night
Wanna leave the tears that bind me
On a rusty rail road sign
Chorus:
I've been hearing stories
I've been sittin' scared
By the mood above denying
I could ever dare
Board a broken angel
On a one way track
Faster than the devil trailin'
Trying to take me back
Take it, make it
All along a freedom flight
In the Night, In the Night
No more lyin' dreamin' cryin' wishin'
I had wings to fly