Mexico                                                    Haut



C                          G                 Am

I'm tired of all the snow and the cold

F                            C                       G

I think that I might take us both to Mexico

C                   G                  Am

The term is now we're getting old

F                                   C              G

We should just hop on a plane to Mexico

 

                    F                   C

Wear some flowers in your hair

                     F                            C

Dug from the dirt there would be a prayer

                F                   C         G

Oh, we'll all take time to die in Mexico

 

C....

 

F

In Mexico

                     C                      G

Where the warmth can be a healing

F

In Mexico

             Am                       G

Oh the ocean breathes a feeling

F

In Mexico

                 C                    G

Where our body's unconcealing

F                   Am      G

In Mexico       oh...........

  

I'm tired of seing you

Bundled up in all those clothes

I think we might look sexier

In Mexico

  

But it's the sadness of being where

Confessions are made to bear

All the darkness and the light

That we both know

  

But in Mexico

Where the warmth can be a healing

In Mexico

Oh the ocean breathes a feeling

In Mexico

Where our body's unconcealing

In Mexico

  
We'll all take time to die in Mexico