Though how the wind did blow, across the dusty plain All those that came before, were sworn now to remain She said she loved me, I didn't even know her name Woah, oh oh oh they left their bones in Mexico Woah, oh oh oh voices warned me not to go, to Mexico
I heard the mission bells expose the life of trade The senorita hides in the shadows of the day I feel the devil here but its too late to run away Woah, oh oh oh take me home to Mexico Woah, oh oh oh they left the rose is home in Mexico
I locked the wine in trade that led me to the grave Her voice is called to me and said 'Grim broke away' The virgin mary cries as a sacrifce is made, for me Woah, oh oh oh, I left my bones in Mexico, yeah Woah, oh oh oh the voices warn me, they warn me not to go