All the Way to Mexico

Oct 16, 2006 00:44

I won't let you go
I won't let you go
Not to Detroit City
Not to Chicago.

And I won't let you go
I won't let you go
Not to Mississippi
Not to Tupelo.

But if you're gonna leave
I'm asking you to please
Go all the way
To Mexico.

I won't let you leave
I won't let you leave
Not with all my Django
Emmy Lou and Steve.

I won't let you leave
I won't let you leave
Not with my revival
Tucked down in the sleeve.

But if you're going to go
Take the ones you gave to me
All the way
To Mexico.

All the way to the shore of California Bay
And I'll be fine
'Cause I have taken you back for the last time.

And I won't set you free
I won't set you free
Not to say it's over
Come right back to me.

But if you're gonna go
I'm giving you the key
But only if you'll go
To Mexico.

All the way to the shore of California Bay
And I'll be fine
'Cause I have taken you back for the last time.

All the way to the shore of California Bay
And I'll be fine
'Cause I have taken you back for the last time.

So if you're gonna go baby won't you please go all the way to Mexico
All the way to Mexico

I'm in love with songs that tell me what I'm thinking/feeling.
It's a hell of a lot easier that saying what I really wish I could say.
Except,

Well, Mexico is pretty far.
If I can't stand the twenty minute difference,
How will 15 hours feel?

Maybe like that week you went on that cruise
or the week that you went to the Mid West?

Or maybe how I already feel.
Ok, so I'll stop talking about you now.

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