South Of The Border

<br>There`s a town south of the border<br>South of El Paso they say<br>Where the nights are long and the winds are warm<br>And the women they love to play<br>In an old adobe tavern<br>Mescal flows like water<br>And Rita will dance on your table so fine<br>You are bound to place your order <br>I don`t have to think about it<br>I don`t have to wonder<br>Where I`m going to ride tonight<br>I`ll be riding down the highway south of the border <br><br>As I ride into town and the dust settles down<br>And the mariachi music is playing<br>I buy me a room from a guy named Luis<br>It`s just up the stairs and it`s waiting<br>Downstairs Rita is dancing<br>Just the way her mother has taught her<br>So I settle down for the show and a beer<br>And wait for that mother`s daughter <br><br>I don`t have to think about it<br>I don`t have to wonder<br>Where I`m going to ride tonight<br>I`ll be riding <br><br>When the morning comes and I wake up<br>To the sounds of the people below<br>There`s a note on my bed that is easily read<br>Buenos dias and a kiss when you go<br>As I ride out of town with my face to the sun<br>And the dust is trailing behind<br>Soon I`ll go back to this sleepy old town<br>Back where I know I can find <br><br>I don`t have to think about it<br>I don`t have to wonder<br>Where I`m going to ride tonight<br>I`ll be riding down the highway south of the border