Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Chris Hillman
Souther
She was here for the weekend
We were never really such good friends
You think the story's got to have an end
So you're making it up as you go
Baby you were on a holiday in Mexico
Spending your daddy's dough
I guess I got so lonely without you
I had to let somebody know
It was never like our love
I don't know what I was thinking of
But she gave me such a friendly shove
I could never say no
Baby you were on a holiday in Mexico
Spending your daddy's dough
I guess I got so lonely without you
I had to let somebody know
I might as well be walking the streets of Reynosa
Wearing out my shoes
I could be walking the streets of Reynosa
With nothing to do
Instrumental (Mandolin)
No, it didn't take a thing from you
I was yours and the lady knew
Why you could even say that we were true
She was a friend of yours you know
Baby you were on a holiday in Mexico
Spending your daddy's dough
I guess I got so lonely without you
I had to let somebody know
Baby you were on a holiday in Mexico
Spending your daddy's dough
I guess I got so lonely without you
I had to let somebody know