Saturday, a last September In a jail house I remember Well, I got caught with too much soul Well, I tell you what I was bringing it back from Mexico Yes I was bringing it back from Mexico I bring it on down Tell you about the nice lights and pretty faces We're trippin' round to where the place is Lord, I popped you up and I let you go Well, I said you're flyin' right back from Mexico You hear me cry I said you're flyin' right back from Mexico Flyin' on down Well, across the border is where you'll get her They said the wine is good, but it ain't no better Well, I think I'm getting something gold Hear me cryin' I'll bring it back to you from Mexico Yeah, I'll bring it back to you from Mexico Bring it on down Help, bring it on down Oh Something back to me baby Yeah
Saturday, a last September In a jail house I remember Well, I got caught with too much soul Well, I tell you what I was bringing it back from Mexico Yes I was bringing it back from Mexico I bring it on down Tell you about the nice lights and pretty faces We're trippin' round to where the place is Lord, I popped you up and I let you go Well, I said you're flyin' right back from Mexico You hear me cry I said you're flyin' right back from Mexico Flyin' on down Well, across the border is where you'll get her They said the wine is good, but it ain't no better Well, I think I'm getting something gold Hear me cryin' I'll bring it back to you from Mexico Yeah, I'll bring it back to you from Mexico Bring it on down Help, bring it on down Oh Something back to me baby Yeah
