| I’m going away to leave you, you said I’m going down that road |
| To see what I’ll see you, see what I’ve never known |
| And one things resting on my mind |
| You said I’m off to see what I wonder I’ll find |
| I’ll be in the mountains of Mexico |
| Said I see smiling faces, off on farther down the road |
| There all in their places, each with a heavy load |
| Seemed like just good people tarnished by the sun |
| They all seemed to be living as one |
| Up in those mountains of Mexico |
| As the road winds onward, twists through unchanging lands |
| We look for Mr. Cancer, all we see is those tiny hands |
| And offer us sparkling rocks for bread |
| We just stopped and shared with the children what we had |
| Up in those mountains of Mexico |
| So we’re coming home to see you, we’ve travelled that lonesome road |
| I’m gonna tell you, all the things that we’ve never known |
| And one thing’s still on my mind |
| I keep on wondering what it was we went to find |
| Up in those mountains of Mexico |