The Old Spring Town - The High Llamas

The frost is on the ground and the ferry’s far away

Living in the old spring town

A house without a clock runs slow to make a day

Living in the old spring town

How many times have you been to Mexico?

And how many times have you been to Angelo?

Forget the heavy bag and forget the name of those

Living in the old spring town

The water in the hills is as clear as that which flows

Living in the old spring town

How many times have you been to Mexico?

(To Mexico)

And how many times have you been to Angelo?

(And been to)

How many times have you been to Mexico?

How many times have you been to Angelo?

How many times have you been to Mxico?

How many times have you been to Angelo?

And how many tims have you seen the ferry go?

Time to get away when they hold the carnival

Living in the old spring town

But hey, we’re coming back when the leaves begin to fall

Living in the old spring town

How many times have you been to Mexico?

(To Mexico)

And how many times have you been to Angelo?

(And been to)

How many times have you been to Mexico?

How many times have you been to Mexico?

How many times have you been to Angelo?

And how many times have you seen the ferry go?