If I had based this song on me, I'd be writing songs in a prison cell!



GUADALAJARA             by Joanne Crabtree (with Andrew Crabtree)

Picked up the train in Louisville, I went looking for a game of chance
Hoping to find me a cowboy, and maybe a sweet romance
My cowboy was nothing but trouble, and that is the reason why
I left him and I did not say goodbye
I just left him by the road to live or die

Chorus:

It was his own damn fault
Somewhere in the Black Hills we stopped havin' fun
It was his own damn fault
I gave him every chance to cut and run                  
It was his own damn fault
Never turn your back on a woman with a gun

It wasn't my idea to head for a minin' town
Just wanted a couple of horses and a place to settle down
But he started up a shell game and he put me out as bait
When he did that, the cowboy sealed his fate
I paid him back, I did not hesitate

Chorus:

Instrumental:

I hit the road for Mexico on my Appaloosa queen
Now I've got a new vaquero and the horse ranch of my dreams
I'm happy in Guadalajara; everything turned out fine
I heard they got some cowboy for the crime
I took the gold, left him to do the time

Chorus: to:

It was his own damn fault
Woe oh oh woe oh oh woe oh oh