Just a loud-mouthed Yankee, I went down to Mexico,
I didn't have much time to spend, about a week or so,
There, I lightly took advantage of a girl who loved me so,
But, I found myself a-thinking when the time had come to go.
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone,
I should be riding on that train to San Antone,
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
She took me to the garden, just for a little walk,
I didn't know much spanish and there was no time for talk,
Then she told me that she loved me, not with words, but with a kiss,
And like a fool, I kept on thinking of a train I could not miss.
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone,
I should be riding on that train to San Antone,
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
Well, it's been a year or so, and I want to go back again,
And if I get the money, well, I'll ride the same old train,
But, I guess your chances come but once, and boy, I sure missed mine,
And, still, I can't stop thinking when I hear some whistle crying.
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone,
I should be riding on that train to San Antone,
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone,
I should be riding on that train to San Antone,
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone,
I should be riding on that train to San Antone,
What am I doing hangin' 'round?
(Fade)