Down Mexico Way

Well, I smoked a stogie 
And talked like Bogie
Down Mexico way.
Lost my money
And found my honey,
But,
I knew I couldn't stay.

Caught by Federales
Outside of Del Valles
Guess I ran too slow.
They asked my story
Didn't get too gory
Here's
All they need to know:

I don't plan to stay sober
I was born in October
The son of a preacher man.
They said I'd stray
And I'd lose my way,
But,
They didn't understand.

Well I had some fun
Made love in the sun
While I roamed around.
Lost my direction
Never knew perfection
But,
I don't regret what I found.