[INTRO — lonely acoustic guitar, soft whistle, desert wind] [Female Lead — English — soft humming] Mmm-mmm… [Female Lead — English — intimate] Dust on my boots, [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] L’poussière su’ mes bottes, [Female Lead — English] Sun in my eyes. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] L’soleil dans mes yeux. [Female Lead — English] Mexico is calling me [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] Le Mexique m’appelle [Female Lead — English] Under a blood-red sky. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] Sous un ciel rouge sang. [VERSE 1] [Female Lead — English — storytelling] I left your letter by the window, Where the desert wind could read it. I took my dress and my silver locket, And left your memory behind. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone — storytelling] J’ai laissé ta lettre à la fenêtre, Là où l’vent du désert pouvait la lire. J’ai pris ma robe pis mon médaillon d’argent, Pis j’ai laissé ton souvenir derrière. [Female Lead — English] You said love could last for real, But “for real” lost its name. Now the road stretches out before me, And my heart doesn’t feel the same. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] T’as dit qu’l’amour pouvait durer pour vrai, Mais « pour vrai » a perdu son nom. Là, la route s’étire devant moi, Pis mon cœur feel plus pareil. [PRE-CHORUS — rising tension] [Female Lead — English] The moon is low, The horses cry. I won’t turn back, I won’t ask why. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] La lune est basse, Les chevaux crient. J’me retournerai pas, J’demanderai pas pourquoi. [CHORUS — full acoustic band, slide guitar] [Female Lead — English — powerful] I’m going down, down, down On this dusty road to Mexico. With a broken heart behind me And nowhere else to go. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone — powerful] J’descends, descends, descends Sur c’te route de poussière vers le Mexique. Avec mon cœur brisé derrière moi, Pis nulle part d’autre où aller. [Female Lead — English] Goodbye, my love, my sorrow, Goodbye, my burning home. If you hear my name tomorrow, I’ll already be far, far away. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] Adiós, mon amour, ma peine, Adiós, ma maison en feu. Si tu entends mon nom demain, J’serai déjà loin, bien loin. [VERSE 2] [Female Lead — English — stronger] There’s a cantina past the border, Where the guitar plays all night long. I’ll have a drink to remember, Then I’ll dance you out of my life. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] Y’a une cantina après la frontière, Où la guitare joue toute la nuit. J’vas prendre un verre pour me rappeler, Après, j’vas te danser hors de ma vie. [Female Lead — English] Red flowers in my dark hair, Tequila on my tongue. I was yours when I was softer, Now I’m wild and I’m young. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] Des fleurs rouges dans mes cheveux noirs, D’la tequila su’ ma langue. J’étais à toi quand j’étais plus douce, Là, j’suis sauvage pis j’suis jeune. [PRE-CHORUS — building] [Female Lead — English] The stars hang low, The coyotes sing. I lost your love, But I found my wings. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] Les étoiles pendent bas, Les coyotes chantent. J’ai perdu ton amour, Mais j’ai trouvé mes ailes. [CHORUS — full band] [Female Lead — English — powerful] I’m going down, down, down On this dusty road to Mexico. With a broken heart behind me And nowhere else to go. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone — powerful] J’descends, descends, descends Sur c’te route de poussière vers le Mexique. Avec mon cœur brisé derrière moi, Pis nulle part d’autre où aller. [Female Lead — English] Goodbye, my love, my sorrow, Goodbye, my burning home. If you hear my name tomorrow, I’ll already be far, far away. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] Adiós, mon amour, ma peine, Adiós, ma maison en feu. Si tu entends mon nom demain, J’serai déjà loin, bien loin. [BRIDGE — slower, emotional, close microphone] [Female Lead — English — fragile] Maybe you’ll miss me when the night freezes, Maybe your ghost will follow me. But I’d rather sleep under the desert stars Than wake up empty tomorrow morning. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone — emotional] Peut-être que j’vais te manquer quand la nuit va geler, Peut-être que ton fantôme va me suivre. Mais j’préfère dormir sous les étoiles du désert Que me réveiller vide demain matin. [INSTRUMENTAL — acoustic guitar, slide guitar, soft mariachi trumpet] [FINAL CHORUS — bigger, cinematic] [Female Lead — English — soaring] I’m going down, down, down On this dusty road to Mexico. With a broken heart behind me And fire in my soul. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone — powerful] J’descends, descends, descends Sur c’te route de poussière vers le Mexique. Avec mon cœur brisé derrière moi, Pis du feu dans l’âme. [Female Lead — English] Goodbye, my love, my sorrow, Goodbye, my burning home. If you hear my name tomorrow, I’ll already be far, far away. [Male Lead — French QC — deep baritone] Adiós, mon amour, ma peine,
