This is my third night
Under bright shooting stars
I have crossed into Mexico
Maybe that's where you are

You told me you'd come here
If our love should end
Eighty miles past the border
On the Mexican wind

So I followed the dusty roads
Into Flores Magon
And they said you had left there
For Aquiles Serdan

You told me you'd come here
If our love should end
Eighty miles past the border
On the Mexican wind

There's a place in the desert
Where we let it begin
We would dance close together
As the candles would dim

In a quiet cantina
With sweet mandolins
As they'd serenade softly
On the Mexican wind

My life seems to slow down
The further I go
Into the bare heart
Of old Mexico

Still I keep searching for someone
Who once let me in
But somehow I lost him
To the Mexican wind

There's a place in the desert
Where we let it begin
We would dance close together
As the candles would dim

In a quiet cantina
With sweet mandolins
As they'd serenade softly
On the Mexican wind
Eighty miles past the border
on the Mexican wind