Lyrics:

The river Rio Grande is carving like a national scar
I am following the river making wetbacks
Where my parents crossed to be now where they are

I'm going to Aztlán, where I wanna be,
I'm going to Aztlán
Homeboys, Chicanos, Latinas of the world are going to Aztlán

My traveling companions, La Virgen, Miss Liberty,
A map and my M.E.Ch.A. books.
Well I've reason to believe, we have been deceived,
There still is Aztlán.

Miss Liberty tells me Aztlán's gone,
As if I didn't know that,
As if I didn't know my own backyard.
As if I didn't know, to get in you need a card.

And she said losing home
Is like a bullet in your heart.
I'm looking for a place, a myth of my people,
That won't get torn apart.

I'm going to Aztlán, Aztlán
Where I want to be, I'm going to Aztlán
Homeboys, Latinos, with green cards and we
Are all going to Aztlán

With my traveling companions
Through Califas, Arizona, on the way to Texas.
But I have reason to believe, we all will be received,
In Aztlán.

There's a girl in San Antonio,
Who calls herself the human mortar.
Eleven generations she's lived there,
It's just the land and name that's changed its borders.
She is the cement that is Aztlán

And I said whoever see this place
I am looking for a land, that once belonged to Mexico
But now holds no time or place
Whoa-oaa in Aztlán, Aztlán, I'm going to Aztlán
For reasons I've explained, I'm not a part of Spain,
I'm part of Aztlán
And I'm trying to get back, to a place I've never been,
I'm trying to cross over.
I've reason to believe, we have all been deceived,
There is an Aztlán.