Tekster: George Strait. Blame It On Mexico.

In a bar in Lacuna called Ma Crosby's
I found myself not feeling any pain
I told a 'Frisco girl I'd come for freedom
She said, she'd only come to catch a train

We struck up some idle conversation
Traded all the troubles on my mind
One thing led to another in the evening
And I fell in love again for my last time

Blame it on Mexico, if you need a reason
Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime
Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason
That I fell in love again for my last time

The daylight dawned and found me in Del Rio
In a rundown motel room as dark as hell
I felt all the pains of a morning after
And all alone as far as I could tell

Why she left I have no way of knowing
I guess she caught her train and that's a crime
She took everything I ever wanted
And I fell in love again for my last time

Blame it on Mexico, if you need a reason
Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime
Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason
That I fell in love again for my last time

Blame it on Mexico, if you need a reason
Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime
Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason
That I fell in love again for my last time

Blame it on Mexico, if you need a reason
Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime
Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason