Down in old Mexico where a child will slap your face Down in old Mexico where a child will slap your face They make a bread with cayenne pepper, drink gun powder to kill the taste Women down in Mexico they's bad as bad can be Women in old Mexico they're bad as bad can be They eats rattlesnakes for breakfast and drink the rattlesnakes' blood for tea Down in old Mexico their bed is made out of thorns and trees Bed is made out of thorn trees and the pillows out of rocks and stones They got rattlesnakes for body guards, wildcats will watch over them all night long I'm going back to old Mexico where there's long, long reaching guns I'm going to old Mexico where there's long, long reaching guns When they want real excitement they kill each other one by one Down in old Mexico where's everybody's wild and free Down in old Mexico where everybody's wild and free 'Cause over here in this country they don't kill 'em fast enough for me Down in old Mexico where they kill 'em both night and day Down in old Mexico where they kill 'em both night and day Where the chief locks up the jail house and the judge goes home and stays