Southbound Train To Mexico Lyrics

Oh the kettle it reminds me

Of the sound of that old train

We used to ride down to Mexico

To forget all of our pain

I'm not pining for those days

Yes, I'm happy where I am

But how can we forget the wind in our hair

And the sound of that old train

The old southbound

The old southbound

The old southbound

We were boys and nothing more

Our pockets filled with space

Hope carried on wheels of steel

The tracks knew our shame

I'm not longing for those days

Yes, I'm happy where I am

But how can we forget the wind in our hair

And the sound of that old train

The old southbound

The old southbound

The old southbound

Grey tracks now in our beards

And the children at our feet

Mexico seems so long ago

And the memory buries deep

Love and hate are left in the dust

Of an old Mexico place

Our names fall off the lips of those

Who recline in weathered graves

Now I'm not pining for those days

Yes, I'm happier where I am

But how can we forget the wind in our hair

And the sound of that old train

The old southbound

The old southbound

The old southbound

The old southbound

The old southbound

The old southbound

The old southbound