One more promise soaked in rye whiskey
  One more word that bites the dust on some bar room floor
  I'm the man who travels 'round doing...
  Hey, we don't talk about that
  I'll get the favor done for you
  No one will ever know
  
  Then I'll run to Mexico
    Cold as stone my eyes fall on another
  Just another name that's runnin' through my mind
  At your request I'll do whatever you require
  You give me the light, I supply the fire
    Then I'll burn for Mexico
    Pretty senorita, she lies to me
  Smiles sweetly in the morning when I wake up cold sweating
  'Cause some day I'll be in the sights
    One more call when someone finds a target
  Only guarded whispers never mentions names
  Money on the line will be just fine...
  You'll never be involved
  And even if a clue shows you'll never know
    'Cause I'll be in Mexico
      (written by Nazareth)
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