Juarez - Sam Baker

He wears a blue suede cowboy hat

Got a Juarez woman stretched out on his lap

Sings an old song, song to himself

He sings «Waiting 'Round to Die»

You see one border whorehouse looks just like another

But he first came to this one with his father and his brother

Now nobody cares one way or another

Sings an old song, song to himself

He sings «Waiting 'Round to Die»

Now there’s a plump woman she’s attending bar

Holds hands with another plump woman named Star

Lays a 20 on the table by the pigs' feet jar

Sings an old song, song to himself

He sings «Waiting 'Round to Die»

Now there’s a beautiful woman, she’s wrapped around his shoulder

Her eyes painted like clay except colder

She said «Hell of a deal ain’t it, gettin' older?»

Waiting 'round to die, he sings waiting 'round to die

Waiting 'round to die, he sings waiting 'round to die

He thinks «who in the world would write a song like that»

And then the two plump women start laughing at his hat

So he pulls another 20 out just like that

Sings an old song, song to himself

He sings «Waiting 'Round to Die»

He wears a blue suede cowboy hat

Got a woman in her underwear sittin' on his lap

Sings an old song, song to himself

He sings «Waiting 'Round to Die»

Oh, he sings an old song, song to himself

He sings «Waiting 'Round to Die»