Laid back in an old saloon with a peso in my hand,
Just watchin' flies and children on the street.
I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile.
There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet.
And It's three days ride from Bakersfield,
And I don't know why I came.
I guess I came to keep from payin' dues.
So, instead, I've got a bottle and a girl who's just fourteen,
And a damned good case of the Mexicali Blues. Yeh!
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
When the Devil wants to take it all...
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