(INTRO)
there`s a lotta folks down at the island
that follow that astrology
some got a chart of the heavens
and some got a fancy degree
but me I got a pick-up
and I drive it like a Fourth of July
and that`s where I seen the vision
when it fell right out of the sky
it said
follow, follow the southern cross
leave your luck in Mexico
there ain`t no way to get lost
cause there ain`t no place to go
so I bought me a ticket to Texas
and I hopped on a plane to Peru
I met a little lady from Chile
and she fed me a tropical root
now I`m down in Tierra del Fuego
and nothin` around me is right
I think I got a case of lumbago
but it`s better than the northern lights
I gotta
follow, follow the southern cross
leave your luck in Mexico
there ain`t no way to get lost
cause there ain`t no place to go
(HORN SOLO)
so I paddled out to Easter Island
about as fast as I could go
I saw and albatross on the horizon
and the stone heads all in a row
I found the secret of navigation
and the mystery of the Milky Way
now I`m livin` in the constellations
tell me what more I can say
you gotta
follow, follow the southern cross
and leave your luck in Mexico
there ain`t no way to get lost
cause there ain`t no place to go
whoa!
(HORN STUFF)
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Lyrics are copyright 1975, 1976, Steve Cash & John Dillon