The frost is on the ground and the ferry’s far away
Living in the old spring town
A house without a clock runs slow to make a day
Living in the old spring town
How many times have you been to Mexico?
And how many times have you been to Angelo?
Forget the heavy bag and forget the name of those
Living in the old spring town
The water in the hills is as clear as that which flows
Living in the old spring town
How many times have you been to Mexico?
And how many times have you been to Angelo?
How many times have you been to Mexico?
How many times have you been to Angelo?
How many times have you been to Mexico?
How many times have you been to Angelo?
And how many times have you seen the ferry go?
Time to get away when they hold the carnival
Living in the old spring town
But hey, we’re coming back when the leaves begin to fall
Living in the old spring town
How many times have you been to Mexico?
And how many times have you been to Angelo?
How many times have you been to Mexico?
How many times have you been to Mexico?
How many times have you been to Angelo?
And how many times have you seen the ferry go?