My name, it is Maria My daughter is a dreamer She says that she is worried That she will have to leave When I was only twenty I crossed the burning border I came to find a good life And brought my daughter here When I came to America I hoped life would be better For me and for my daughter And here I worked for you I harvested the peaches In Northern California And then in Colorado My family and me This land was made by dreamers And children of those dreamers We came here for democracy and hope Now all we have is hope My husband is a good man He is no raping criminal His hands are rough and scarred now From digging in the earth My daughter loves her father And he was always gentle He too came from Jalisco To find what freedom's worth But will you send her back now To live in fear and terror She is our only daughter Whose dreams have been our vow We worked to pay our way here We gave our youth and promise And in return you force us To go back to the wall This land was made by dreamers And children of those dreamers We came here for democracy and hope Now all we have is hope My name, it is Maria My daughter is a dreamer She says that she is worried That she will have to leave