Bringing It Back - Live

Saturday, a last September
 In a jail house I remember
 Well, I got caught with too much soul
 Well, I tell you what I was bringing it back from Mexico
 Yes I was bringing it back from Mexico
 I bring it on down
 Tell you about the nice lights and pretty faces
 We're trippin' round to where the place is
 Lord, I popped you up and I let you go
 Well, I said you're flyin' right back from Mexico
 You hear me cry
 I said you're flyin' right back from Mexico
 Flyin' on down
 Well, across the border is where you'll get her
 They said the wine is good, but it ain't no better
 Well, I think I'm getting something gold
 Hear me cryin' I'll bring it back to you from Mexico
 Yeah, I'll bring it back to you from Mexico
 Bring it on down
 Help, bring it on down
 Oh
 Something back to me baby
 Yeah