Spanish Moon - Gov't Mule

Well the night that was high, we got into town

Was the night of the rain, that froze on the ground

Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune

Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon

Well I stepped inside, and slipped by the door

While a dark girl sang, and played the guitar

There was hookers, and hustlers, they filled up the room

I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon

There’s whiskey, and bad cocaine

Poison get you just the same

And if that -- that don’t -- kill you soon

The women will down at the Spanish Moon

Well I pawned my watch, and sold my ring

Just to hear that girl singing, yeah, yeah

I don’t care who, you can wake up ruined

You can lose it all down at the Spanish Moon

There’s whiskey, and bad cocaine

Poison get you just the same

And if that — that don’t — kill you soon

The women will down at the Spanish Moon