Song | She Always Talked About Mexico |
Artist | David Ball |
Album | Amigo |
作词 : Ball, Newton | |
(David Ball/Wood Newton) | |
She blew into this old one horse town | |
Like something we ain't never seen | |
Old Bill hired her at the | |
Sundown Grill | |
She tied that apron 'round her jeans | |
I started hanging out there every night | |
Just to hear her talk and laugh | |
I couldn't help but fall in love with her | |
I should've known it wouldn't last | |
She always talked about | |
Mexico I never thought that she would really go | |
I thought my love could make her settle down | |
I guess I know better now | |
She's probably living down there by the sea | |
I wonder if she ever thinks of me | |
One morning she was gone like the wind | |
She won't be back this way again | |
Old Bill could tell that | |
I was missing her | |
As he poured me a drink | |
Said if you put a wild bird in a cage | |
You'll break it's will to sing | |
If that's true then she's better off | |
Still out there wild and free | |
So I bought straight tequila all around | |
Said,"Boy,here's to her memory" | |
She always talked about | |
Mexico I never thought that she would really go | |
I thought my love could make her settle down | |
I guess I know better now | |
She's probably living down there by the sea | |
I wonder if she ever thinks of me | |
One morning she was gone like the wind | |
She won't be back this way again |
zuò cí : Ball, Newton | |
David Ball Wood Newton | |
She blew into this old one horse town | |
Like something we ain' t never seen | |
Old Bill hired her at the | |
Sundown Grill | |
She tied that apron ' round her jeans | |
I started hanging out there every night | |
Just to hear her talk and laugh | |
I couldn' t help but fall in love with her | |
I should' ve known it wouldn' t last | |
She always talked about | |
Mexico I never thought that she would really go | |
I thought my love could make her settle down | |
I guess I know better now | |
She' s probably living down there by the sea | |
I wonder if she ever thinks of me | |
One morning she was gone like the wind | |
She won' t be back this way again | |
Old Bill could tell that | |
I was missing her | |
As he poured me a drink | |
Said if you put a wild bird in a cage | |
You' ll break it' s will to sing | |
If that' s true then she' s better off | |
Still out there wild and free | |
So I bought straight tequila all around | |
Said," Boy, here' s to her memory" | |
She always talked about | |
Mexico I never thought that she would really go | |
I thought my love could make her settle down | |
I guess I know better now | |
She' s probably living down there by the sea | |
I wonder if she ever thinks of me | |
One morning she was gone like the wind | |
She won' t be back this way again |