The Mexican

Chico Fernandez
Sleepin' on a gun
Dreams of Santa Ana
Fighting in the sun
Drums so loud from both sides
Makes it hard to dream
He moves his boner on his back
Makes it all seem real

Morning, come morning
A chico's got to have his share
Morning, sad morning
Yes, we must be there
Morning, come morning
What a laugh and I cried
And I cried, cried, cried, cried, cried
Morning, sad morning

Mexican
Injury depending
When Chico comes home
Santa Ana's losing
He'll be first to go
Sam Houston's laughin'
Davy Crockett too
The man that takes the Alamo
The first to go is you

Morning, come morning
A chico's got to have his share
Morning, sad morning
Heaven will be there
Morning, sad morning
What a laugh and I cried