James Taylor - Mexico

Way down ^Dhere you need a ^Areason to ^Gmove Feel a ^Dfool running your ^Astateside ^Ggames Lose your ^Dload, leave your ^Amind be^Ghind, Baby James

^EOh, ^BMexi^Aco It ^Esounds so ^Bsimple I ^Ajust got to ^Ego The sun's so ^Bhot I for^Agot to go ^Ehome ^GGuess I'll ^Ahave to go ^Enow ^G

"^DAmericano"^A; got t^Ghe sleepy eye But his ^Dbody's still shaking ^Alike a live ^Gwire Sleepy "^D;Senorita"^A with th^Ge eyes on fire

^EOh, ^BMexi^Aco It ^Esounds so ^Bsweet with the ^Asun sinking ^Elow Moon's so ^Bbright like to ^Alight up the ^Enight ^GMake every^Athing all ^Eright

Baby's ^Dhungry and the ^Amoney's all ^Ggone The ^Dfolks back home don't want to ^Atalk on the ^Gphone She ^Dgets a long letter, sends ^Aback a post^Gcard; times are hard

^EOh, down in ^BMexi^Aco I ^Enever really ^Bbeen so I ^Adon't really ^Eknow ^EOh, ^BMexi^Aco I ^Gguess I'll ^Ahave to ^Ego

^EOh, ^BMexi^Aco I ^Enever really ^Bbeen but I'd ^Asure like to ^Ego ^EOh, ^BMexi^Aco I ^Gguess I'll ^Ahave to go ^Enow ^ETalking about ^BMexi^Aco ^EOh^B, ^AMexi^Eco ^EOh^B, ^AMexi^Eco ^EOh^B, ^AMexi^Eco ^EOh^B, ^AMexi^Eco . . .