Oh how the wind it blows Across the dusty plain All those who came before Were sworn now to remain
She said she loved me I didn't even know her name Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa They left the bones in Mexico Whoa, whoa, whoa, Their voices warned me not to go To Mexico
I heard the mission bells Exposed life betrayed The sin you need to hide Is in the shadows of the grave
I feel the devil here But its too late to run away Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Take me home sweet Mexico Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Their voices warned me not to go
I walked the winding trail That led me to the grave Their voices called to me and said Gringo go away
Go over and bury your cries As the sacrifice is made Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I left my bones in Mexico Whoa, whoa, whoa Their voices haunt me They warned me not to goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
