Guitar from Mexico

On this beat up guitar I’m begging you

If this is our last song every word will be true

On this cracked and weathered wood

I will let my feelings show

These ain’t the first tears on this guitar from Mexico

I bought it in Reynosa

From an old man on the street

He had two young children begging at his feet

Music mixed with tears he sang sweet, sad and low

So I gave him all my dollars for this guitar from Mexico

On this guitar from Mexico

I’m begging you please don’t go

Please don’t go

Down at the pawnshop

It ain’t worth anything

But the old man said teardrops make the angels hear us sing

Well he must have seen my future cause he let this old thing go

These ain’t the first tears on this guitar from Mexico

Don’t you hear the angels telling you not to go

These ain’t the first tears on this guitar from Mexico

No these ain’t the first tears on this guitar from Mexico