| Wheres my pal, wheres my friend
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| All good things must have an end
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| Sad things and nothings
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| On and on they go I guess he went to mexico
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| They all went to mexico
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| Buenas dias, got to go Tengo que obedecer
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| Mi corazon
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| They all went to mexico
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| Wheres my mule, wheres my dray
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| Straw hats packed up and gone
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| Away
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| Mule dont go north and dray go slow
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| They both went to mexico
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| Wheres my sweetie, wheres the face
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| That lit dark corners every place
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| She put up with me long time you know
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| And then she had to go to mexico
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| Wheres my brown dog, wheres my hound
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| He liked my truck he hung around
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| But hes a canine romeo
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| And I guess he went to mexico
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| Wheres that woman so sweet, so mean
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| Her heart was cautious her mind was keen
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| She was always looking for the peccadillo
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| I hope she went to mexico
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| Wheres decembers happy crew
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| With german bikes and sidecars too
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| They take the truck south to st. |
| louis, mo Motorcycle all the way to mexico
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| Wheres my luck, wheres my grace
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| Has it all been just a foolish chase
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| Every time I hear that rainy chill wind blow
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| I think it might be time to head to mexico |