I've heard tales of horses,
running wild in the hills of Mexico.
They're there for the takin'
With the nerve to just pick up and go
So I headed for the border
on a big old Tennessee walker
With five Texas dollars to my neck
A calloused heart and tender hands
A pocket full of youthful plans
And a taste for growing pain
If you're walking through the bad lanes
Mind what you say and what you do
if you're walkin' through
Those five Texas dollars,
Now the sun is softly setting
all the things that I've never done
And the sparkle of the Rio Grande
is like a diamond layin' on the sand
To a restless prodigal son
This grass, it ain't much greener
My dreams, they're a little leaner
It's a big ol' world, and brother,
And as the lights of piedras negras burn
One more lesson's learned
if you're walkin' through the bad lanes
Mind what you say and what you do
if you're walkin' through
Cause five Texas dollars,
they ain't gonna see you through
if you're walkin' through the badlands
Mind what you say and what you do
if you're walkin' through
Cause five Texas dollars,
they ain't gonna see you through
if you're walkin' through
Those five Texas dollars,
they ain't gonna see it through
Well I've heard a tale of horses,
Running wild in the hills of Mexico you
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