In a little border town, way down there in Nuevo Laredo, Mexico
I spied a senior eater there, went buck through her long black hair
As I took a train and went down to Boy's Town
We smoked and drank the night away in a dimly lit cafe
Our long hair, it was a novelty, but it had even had my heart to say
We picked up blues till early dawn, everybody sang along
We had such a ballin' weather in Laredo
Way back
Way back
Laredo, Laredo, wave over Laredo, I hear you callin' back to me
And I'm turnin' on this party
Way back Laredo, Laredo, wave over Laredo, I hear you callin' back to me
Way back Laredo, Laredo, wave over Laredo, I hear you callin' back to me
Way back Laredo, Laredo, wave over Laredo, I hear you callin' back to me

Sitting on that old bar stool, lookin' like nobody's fool
I thought that little girl, that she's gonna come on home with me
So they're gonna do about six foot three
He said, hey there, man, that little girl is me
And I told her, tell her, go right away
Wave over Laredo, wave over Laredo, I hear you callin' back to me
And I'll do it in the town
In Arles, mushrooms where they live
Wave over Laredo, wave over Laredo, wave over Laredo, wave all around
Wave-O-Laredo