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