They All Went To Mexico

C G where’s my pal where’s my friend , all good things must have an end Am D G sad things and nothing on and on they go , i guess he went to mexico C G they all went to mexico buenas dias got to go Am D G tengo que obedecer mi corazon they all went to mexico C G where’s my mule and where’s my dray , straw hats packed up and gone away Am D G the mule don’t go north and dray go slow , they both went to mexico C G where’s my sweetie where’s the face , that lit dark corners every place Am D G she put up with me long time you know , and then she had to go to mexico they all went to mexico . . . where’s my brown dog where’s my hound he liked my truck he hung around but he’s a canine romeo and i guess he went to mexico where’s that woman so sweet so mean her heart was cautious her mind was keen she was always looking for the peccadillo i hope she went to mexico they all went to mexico . . . where’s december’s happy crew with german bikes and sidecars too they take the truck south to st louis mo motorcycle all the way to mexico where’s my luck and where’s my grace has it all been just a foolish chase every time i hear that rainy chill wind blow i think it might be time to head to mexico they all went to mexico . . .