Santiana

Mexico, ah Mexico
   Away, Santiana!
Mexico is the place I know
   Along the plains of Mexico

Santiana gained the day
Santiana gained the day

Galveston guys they got no combs
They comb their hair with speckled trout bones

Galveston gals I do adore
With the shining eyes and the coal black hair

Why do them yellow gals love me so
'cause I don't tell 'em all I know

Skipper likes whiskey, the mate likes rum
The crew likes both but we can't get none

Times is hard and wages low
Time for us to roll and go