South of the border, down Mexico way.
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That's where I fell in love where stars above, came out to play.
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And now as I wonder, my thoughts ever stray.
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South of the border, down Mexico way.
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She was a picture, in old spanish ways.
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Just for a tender while I kissed the smile, upon her face.
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For it was fiesta, and love had it's day.
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South of the border, down Mexico way.
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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Then she sighed as she whispered manyana, never dreaming that we were parting.
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And I lied as I whispered manyana, for our tomorrow never came.
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South of the border, I rode back one day.
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There in a veil of white by candlelight, she kneeled to pray.
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The mission bells told me, that I shouldn't stay.
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South of the border, down Mexico way.
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
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Good bye good bye.
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South Of The Border (Down Mexico Way)
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| Chris Isaak |
