Lyrics

There's an old broken trail down to Mexico
They say it leads to freedom and a pile of gold, oh no... she reaps what you sow
Cause if you follow her down she'll lead to ruin
It's a hell of a price and you'll pay her soon, oh no... don't want to pay that toll
She'll feed you dust and lies 'til your bellies full
Cause she's the jig of death with a raging bull, oh no... better guard your soul
Oh no, oh no, oh no... you better guard your soul

She dances through the desert and as she twists and turns, you'll break and burn
So leave your money on the table and when her price is told, it'll cost your soul
She's gonna take your soul

She might save you from the law or she might not
You might ride to freedom or you might get shot, oh no... it's time to call or fold
And if you can't seem to find her it's because she's not there
Just a dead, parched wasteland of despair, oh no... you better guard your soul
Oh no, oh no, oh no... She's gonna take your soul

She dances through the desert and as she twists and turns, you'll break and burn
So leave your money on the table and when her price is told, it'll cost your soul
She's gonna take your soul

Run Billy run and take the boys, the devils out to get you, better make your choice
Saddle them up and load them down, ride into hell now you're legend bound
One last ride. Can you find the trail?
The Mexican Blackbird was a tall, tall tale!

She dances through the desert and as she twists and turns, you'll break and burn
So leave your money on the table and when her price is told, it'll cost your soul
She went and took your soul* (*to be updated from current recording lyric)

Run Billy, run Billy, run Billy, run....
Run Billy, run Billy, run Billy, run....
Run Billy, run Billy, run Billy, run....
Run Billy, run Billy, run Billy, run....