Where's my pal, where's my friend All good things must have an end Sad things and nothings On and on they go I guess he went to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias, got to go Tengo que obedecer Mi corazon They all went to Mexico Where's my mule, where's my dray Straw hat's packed up and gone away Mule don't go north and dray go slow They both went to Mexico Where's my sweetie, where's the face That lit dark corners every place She put up with me long time you know And then she had to go to Mexico Wheres my brown dog, where's my hound He liked my truck he hung around But he's a canine romeo And I guess he went to Mexico Where's that woman so sweet, so mean Her heart was cautious her mind was keen She was always looking for the peccadillo I hope she went to Mexico Where's December's happy crew With German bikes and sidecars too They take the truck south to St. Louis, MO Motorcycle all the way to Mexico Where's my luck, where's my grace Has it all been just a foolish chase Every time I hear that rainy chill wind blow I think it might be time to head to Mexico.
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