buckley, tim
they told me all the hymns were born
out of the saxophone
and i went down to test them all
beneath the tijuana moon
i saw violence in the moon
two broken lovers strong and strewn
i drank myself into a dream
tijuana moon
my daddy
oh my darlin'
lord my daddy
you can keep the texas blues
tequila and the burning stone
but my amigo
nothing's good
against the tijuana moon
talk about daddy
talk about lovin'
tijuana moon.