Besedila: J. J. Cale. Tijuana.

Just below San Diego
Tijuana, land of broken dreams
Senoritas dancing in the moonlight
Flashing Spanish dark eyes
To everyone, it seems

They say "Hey, Gringo
Can you take us across the border?
Just tell them I?m your daughter
Of a local"

Down the backstreets
Through the alleys
All the young men
Stand with pride

They guard the palace
To the kingdom
Called Tijuana
Their heritage they decide

They say "Hey, Gringo
Can you take us across the border?
We?ll work for just a quarter
On the other side"

They say "Hey, Gringo
Can you take us across the border?
We?ll work for just a quarter
On the other side"