Goin’ Down To Mexico Lyrics

Goin’ Down To Mexico

I was on my way down to mexico,
 there was trouble on the rise.
 it was nothing more than I’d left behind,
 which was much to my surprise.
 I turned around and lit a cigarette
 wiped the dust off of my boots.
 when up ahead I saw the crowd,
 I knew it was no use.

I’ts been the same way for oh so long,
 it looks like I’m singing the same old song.

A fine and fancy man was he,
 doing good things for the poor.
 givin’ rides in his rockin’ eighty-eight for free.
 they could not hope for more.
 when it came my turn he said to me,
 ’have I seen your face before? ’
 I said, ’oh no, you must be wrong,
 I’m from a distant shore.

So if you don’t mind, I’ll just move along
 but it looks like I’m singin’ the same old song.’

A nineteen forty movie star
 with a long forgotten name.
 she was a sexy mess in her pleated dress,
 still hangin’ on to fame.
 with forgotten lines she missed her cue
 and left a glass of wine at home.
 she was singin’ the same song that I was.
 could we both be wrong? 

So hand in hand we walked along,
 each of us singin’ the same old song.