Written by Merle Haggard

(Willie)
We left out of Tucson
With no destination in mind

We were running' from trouble
And the jail term the judge had in mind
And the border meant freedom
A new life and romance
And that's why we though we should go
To start our lifes over
On the seashores of Old Mexico

(Willie)
Our first night in Juarez
We lost all the money we had
One bad señorita
Made use of two innocent lads
But we must keep on runnin'
It's too late to turn back
And we're wanted in Tucson, we know
Things will blow over
On the seashores of Old Mexico

(Merle)
Two Mexican farmers
Enroute to a town I can't say
Let us ride on the back
Of a flatbed loaded with hay
Down through Durango
Colima, [Armeria (?)}
Then into Manzanillo
Where we slept in the sunshine
On the seashores of Old Mexico

(Merle)
After one long siesta
We came wide awake in the night
And we were startled by someone
Who shadowed the pale moonlight
Our new-found companion
One young señorita
Who offered a broken hello
To the gringos she found
On the seashores of Old Mexico

(Merle)
She spoke of Sonora
And swore that she'd never return
For her Mexican husband
She really had no great concern
(Willie)
She loved the gringo
My red hair and lingo
And that's all that I needed to know
And we found what we needed
On the seashores of Old Mexico