(Tom Johnston)There's a town south of the borderSouth of El Paso they sayWhere the nights are long and the winds are warmAnd the women they love to playIn an old adobe tavernMescal flows like waterAnd Rita will dance on your table so fine You are bound to place your orderI don't have to think about itI don't have to wonderWhere I'm going to ride tonightI'll be riding down the highway south of the borderAs I ride into town and the dust settles downAnd the mariachi music is playingI buy me a room from a guy named LuisIt's just up the stairs and it's waitingDownstairs Rita is dancingJust the way her mothe r has taught herSo I settle down for the show and a beerAnd wait for that mother's daughterI don't have to think about itI don't have to wonderWhere I'm going to ride tonightI'll be ridingWhen the morning comes and I wake upTo the sounds of the people belowThere's a note on my bed that is easily readBuenos dias and a kiss when you goAs I ride out of town with my fac e to the sunAnd the dust is trailing behindSoon I'll go back to this sleepy old townBack where I know I can findI don't ha ve to think about itI don't have to wonderWhere I'm going to ride tonightI'll be riding down the highway south of the border