Mountains of Mexico

Phil Peterson I'm going away to leave you, you said I'm going down that road To see what I'll see you, see what I've never known And one things resting on my mind, You said I'm off to see what I wonder I'll find I'll be in the mountains of Mexico Said I see smiling faces, off on farther down the road There all in their places, each with a heavy load Seemed like just good people tarnished by the sun They all seemed to be living as one Up in those mountains of Mexico As the road winds onward, twists through unchanging lands We look for Mr. Cancer, all we see is those tiny hands And offer us sparkling rocks for bread We just stopped and shared with the children what we had Up in those mountains of Mexico So we're coming home to see you, we've travelled that lonesome road I'm gonna tell you, all the things that we've never known And one thing's still on my mind I keep on wondering what it was we went to find Up in those mountains of Mexico