Mexican Blackbird

[Verse] If you're down in Acuna And you aren't up to being alone Don't spend all your money On just any honey that's grown Go find the Mexican blackbird And send all your troubles back home They all call her her, "Puta" Beause no one really knows her name She works the cantina Dancing and a-lovin's her trade Her mama was Mez'can And her daddy was the ace of spades Oh, let's drive that old Chrysler down to Mexico, boy Said, keep your hands on the wheel there Oh, it sure is fine, isn't it? Now, you got it Hand me another one of them brews from back there Oh, this is going to be so good She's hot as a pepper But smooth as a Mexican brew So head for the border And put in an order or two The wings of the blackbird Will spread like an eagle for you Oh, one more time Can you roll me another Bull Durham, please? Can't you do it with one hand, boy?