Route 90

Won't you come along with me

To a land I know

Just take Route 90

Down to Mexico

Fly over California

This land we love

Everything looks tiny

From so high above

Into Arizona

We'll float along

We'll cross the desert

To old Tucson

Then over the state line

To New Mexico

On our wooly bully

Yippee ay ay yo

We'll ride into Texas

The biggest state I know

See the cattle lolling

On the range below

To the gulf of Mexico

We're gonna go

Where the little shrimp boats

Look like toys below

Where the Rio Grande flows

To where I was born

Down below the border

One Christmas morn

Aren't you glad you came with me

So here we go

Flying over the border

To old Mexico