Floating on a turtle shell
Across the ocean wide
Saw the ruins of the Mayans
In a white adobe bar
A pistol in his hand
When he drew the Jalisco Kid
Took a rebel stand
Rode around the Yucatan
On a bronco with no brand
Santa Fe seemed so far away
Sinking in quicksand
In a pine wood smokey bar
A pistol in his hand
When he drew the Jalisco Kid
Took a rebel stand
In a white adobe bar
A Pistol in his hand
When he drew the Jalisco Kid
Took a rebel stand