Grateful Dead Mexicali Blues Lyrics English Translation

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Laid back in an old saloon

With a weight in my hand

Watching flies and children on the street

And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed

Girls who giggle when I smile

There's a little boy who wants

To shine my feet

And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and

I don't know why I came

I guess I came to keep from paying dues

So instead I've got a bottle and

A girl who's just fourteen

And a damn good case of the Mexicali blues

Is there anything a man don't stand to lose?

When the devil wants to take it all away?

Cherish your thoughts well

And keep a tight grip on your booze

Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are

All I have today

She said her name was Billy Jean

And she was fresh in town

I didn't know a stage line ran from Hell

She had raven hair, a ruffled dress

A necklace made of gold

All the French perfume you'd care to smell

She took me up into her room

And she whispered in my ear

'Go on, my friend, do anything you choose'

Now I'm payin' for those happy hours

I spent there in her arms

With a lifetime's worth of the Mexicali Blues

Is there anything a man don't stand to lose?

When the devil wants to take it all away?

Cherish your thoughts well

And keep a tight grip on your booze

Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are

All I have today

And then a man rode into town

Some thought he was the law

Billy Jean was waiting when he came

She told me he would take her

If I didn't use my gun

I'd have no one but myself to blame

I went down to those dusty streets

Blood was on my mind

I guess that stranger hadn't heard the news

Cause I shot first and killed him, Lord

He didn't even draw and he made me trade the

Gallows for the Mexicali Blues yeah

Is there anything a man don't stand to lose?

When the devil wants to take it all away?

Cherish your thoughts well

And keep a tight grip on your booze

Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are

All I have today

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