Gringo Honeymoon Lyrics
Where the cactus flowers grow
I was wishing that the world would stop
When you said we'd better go
Captain Pablo was our giude
For two dollars and a weathered hand
He rowed us to the other side
The end was not in site
And we dreamed all afternoon
We asked the world to wait
So we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon
The sun was high and burning down
Rented donkeys from an old blind man
Saddled up and rode to town
On the street where children played
We went in the first place we could see
Servin cold beer in the shade
The end was not in site
And we drank all afternoon
We asked the world to wait
So we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon
Was running from the DEA
He left his home and wife and family
When he made his getaway
To his one room run down shack
He blew a smoke ring and he smiled at us
I ain't never goin back
The end was not in site
And we soared that afternoon
We asked the world to wait
So we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon
He took us to the towns best bar
He know a crusty (?) caballero
Who played an old gut string guitar
Played like no one I have known
For a while we knoew that life was good
And it was ours to take back home
The end was not in site
And we sang all afternoon
We asked the world to wait
So we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon
Where the cactus flowers grow
I was wishing that the world would stop
When you said we'd better go






Most important line in the song to me is when he says, "for a while we knew that life was good, and it was ours to take back home" You always have those memories of the best times of your life. REK rules

I chuckle at the cowboy who aint ever going back. REK is awesome.

I like this song too. Sounds like a fun little trip to make

Sometimes his songs are filled with various imageries, and this song is no different. I believe this is one of those that is designed to convey a real experience of some trip to Mexico with his love that included real experiences of the crossing the river and meeting meeitng the DEA fugitive and the bar with the singer that sounded just like Marty Robbins ( who I also love) and the burros and everything that paints the detail of his picture.
One of my big time favs and whether I cue this up on my Ipod, or, put in a CD, or just simply come across an opportunity to hear this song.... I'll turn it up... tune out the local disrupting noiises, and sing along with my boy.... the King of the sing-along

At one time I knew a bunch of folks from Terlingua Texas. They told me about stories about this trip to La Jitas(?) Mexico.