Vaquero - Aaron Watson

This old Mexican cowboy at the bar

Looked a hundred years old

He had a million dollar smile

And his withered brown skin shimmered like California gold

He said, «I'm a little short on cash, but I’m long on life»

«For a shot of tequila, I’ll give you some dang good advice»

He said, «Don't leave your beer in the hot Texas sun»

«Don't argue with a woman while she’s holding a gun»

«Never cheat when it comes to love or dominoes»

«Vaya con dios» said the old vaquero

Well my heart sank

The more he drank, the more he poured out his misery

How he lost her after forty seven years

And his tears started flowing like the Rio Grand-e

He started speaking in Spanish then he kissed his rosary

Said «Por siempre mi amor», his one more to her memory

He said, «Don't live you life like a sad country song»

«A fool on a stool is still a stool, right or wrong»

«Pride is a bandito breaking hearts as he goes»

«Vaya con dios» said the old vaquero

I walked over to the corner, turned the old jukebox on

When I turned back around like a ghost he was gone

So I paid his tab, called a cab, called it a night

And came straight home to you

As we laid there in bed I told you all the things he said

We laughed, we cried, and I held you the whole night through

You know I think of him often, out there all alone

Maybe he was an angel, or just an old man from San Anton

He said, «Don't leave your beer in the hot Texas sun»

«Don't argue with a woman while she’s holding a gun»

«Never cheat when it comes to love or dominoes»

«Vaya con dios»

He said, «Don't live you life like a sad country song»

«A fool on a stool is still a stool, right or wrong»

«Pride is a bandito breaking hearts as he goes»

«Vaya con dios» said the old vaquero

He said, «Vaya con dios»

This old Mexican cowboy at the bar

Looked a hundred years old

He had a million dollar smile

And his withered brown skin shimmered like California gold