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Com’on, Mexico!

A friend of mine sat me down the other day
Said I’ve got something important to say
You’ve been looking so sad these days
I’ve got just the cure for your meloncholi-ay, she said

Com’on, Mexico …we got to go
Com’on we got to go… to dear ol’ Mexico

She said I’ve got people down in Coyacon
Near the Blue House full of Frida’s songs 
Bougainvillea blooming right outside your room
A man with a pushcart wants to sell you some booze 

Com’on, Mexico …we got to go
Com’on we got to go…dear old Mexico

Walkin’ down Reforma with your six guns on
You and your lover in the soft pink dawn
Mariachi Square blazin’ all night long
You’ll be drinkin’ Anejo and singin’ this song

You’ll say….
com’on mexico…we done did go
Come’on we done did go…. dear ol’ mexico

All this happened a while ago
I still get sad sometimes as you well know
But when I do I hear your soft voice say
I’ve got the cure for your meloncholi-ay

Com’on, Mexico …we got to go
Com’on we got to go…down to dear old Mexico

Copyright 2009 Jaime Leopold