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Leaving town while I still can |
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Going down to the Yucatan |
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And become a wanted man |
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It happens that fast |
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Saying my goodbyes |
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Now mama don't you go and cry |
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I've got to try and live without a past |
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Shined my shoes dressed the soles |
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Only cost five pesos |
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At this rate the money goes |
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Twice as far |
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Attencion, Senor |
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Mas cerveza por favor |
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A rolling stone gathers his thoughts |
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In a Mexican bar |
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I admit all I know |
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Is the little that he told |
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But between you and me it's best |
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Between the lines |
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Although I swear I heard him say |
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There'd been a fiancee |
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Convicted of his love |
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If not his crime |
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We are condemned by our own hand |
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A fugitive will understand |
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So forget everything you can |
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What's in a name? |
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But sure as the Word made flesh |
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The soul will confess |
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And this cup passes before us all the same |
