Drinking cold cerveza
in a boiling hot saloon
chasing shots of tequila
just about high noon
Outside Nuevo Laredo
deep in no man's land
become a killer
or be killed
face down
in the Rio Grande
Poverty will turn
the life
of any good man bad
all love and mercy
ever learned
he'll soon forget
what he had
Guns drugs and money
under the Mexican sky
guns drugs and money
pick your poison
or you die
guns drugs and money
a pistol pressed
to his head
choose silver
and you're rich
you die if you
choose lead
He had a suitcase
full of money
plenty of ammo
for his gun
the sweat rolls
down his dirty face
his plans
have all come undone
It's just a matter
of time
no matter how he tries
he hears
plata o plomo gringo
the last words
before he dies
Poverty will turn
the life
of any good man bad
all love and mercy
ever learned
he'll soon forget
what he had
Guns drugs and money
under the Mexican sky
guns drugs and money
pick your poison
or you die
guns drugs and money
a pistol pressed
to his head
choose silver
and you're rich
you die if you
choose lead
Guns drugs and money
under the Mexican sky
guns drugs and money
pick your poison
or you die
guns drugs and money
a pistol pressed
to his head
choose silver
and you're rich
you gonna die
if you choose lead
Guns drugs
and money
guns drugs
and money
guns drugs
and money
guns drugs
and money