Los Lobos - Route 90 lyrics

Won't you come along with me
To a land I know just take Route 90
Down to Mexico

Fly over California this land we love
Everything looks tiny from so high above

Into Arizona we'll float along
We'll cross the desert to old Tucson

Then over the state line to New Mexico
On our wooly bully yippee ay ay yo

We'll ride into Texas
The biggest state I know
See the cattle lolling on the range below

To the gulf of Mexico we're gonna go
Where the little shrimp boats
Look like toys below

Where the Rio Grande flows
To where I was born down below the border
One Christmas morn

Aren't you glad you came with me
So here we go flying over the border
To old Mexico