I'm down in Mexico, head to toe
I want mom and dad to know
But I'll never see them anymore
This story I've just got to tell
The folks back home don't know
They all think I'm doin' well
The day that I turned twenty -one
To tell my mom and dad goodbye
and shake the hand of fate
from the start until that fateful day
A big man took my sweetheart,
I stood and watched her in his arms,
I couldn't believe my eyes
Then in a jealous rage, I flashed a blade
And then I cut him down to size
I stood and watched him as he fell
Then I heard a whistle blow
When I thought about that prison cell
I'm down in Mexico, had to go
I want mom and dad to know,
But I'll never see them anymore
No, I'll never see them anymore
No, I'll never see them in blue