[Verse 1]

Every once in a while I do drift homewards

Sometimes I drive sometimes I just dream

400 miles and six hard pushing hours

To check on a life that is just out of reach

[Verse 2]

I think of a child sleeping by open windows

Two miles away there's this bar on a hill

Playing cojunto into the small hours

It drifts 'cross the plowed fields and his window sill

[Chorus]

I like the sound of a Mexican bass run

I like the feel that it puts in my bones

Sometimes I wonder how I ever got here

I'm just tryin' to get home

[Verse 3]

I traded rattlers and scorpions for roaches

And wide open spaces for a job that pays good

Now as I sit here in traffic in Stressville

I wonder if I'm being paid what I should

[Chorus]

I like the sound of a Mexican bass run

I like the feel that it puts in my bones

Sometimes I wonder how I ever got here

I'm just tryin' to get home

[Verse 4]

I think of a girl and I can see her face plain

And dark eyes in moonlight but her name just escapes

I'll never forget the feel of the first time

Does it surprise you to hear me say

[Chorus]

I like the sound of a Mexican bass run

I like the feel that it puts in my bones

Sometimes I wonder how I ever got here

I'm just tryin' to get home

[Verse 5]

Oh I've got this friend he's a lawyer in Dallas

I've got this friend he's a lawyer in Dallas

His folks grow potatoes out panhandle way

He talks of Bob Wills and playboys and turkey

Off come his wing tips and boots take their place

[Chorus]

And he likes the sound of a Western swing bass run

He likes the feel that it puts in his bones

Sometimes he wonders how he ever got here

I think he's tryin' to get home

Oh I like the sound of a Mexican bass run

I like the feel that it puts in my bones

Sometimes I wonder how I ever got here

I'm just tryin' to get home

Yeah we like the sound of a bass run

We like the feel it puts in our bones

Sometimes we wonder how we ever got here

How the hell are we gonna get home