Playboys Of The Southwestern World
Playboys of the Southwestern World appears on The Dreamer, Blake Shelton’s studio album released on February 4, 2003. It was released as a radio single on July 12, 2003.
It also appears on Loaded: The Best of Blake Shelton (2010).
written by Randy VanWarmer, Neil Coty
This is a song
About best friends
John Roy was a boy I knew
Since he was three and I was two
Grew up two little houses
Down from me
The only two bad apples on our family tree
Kind of ripened and rotted
In our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
Was about like mixing
Fire and gasoline
(And he'd say)
Hey Romeo, let’s go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls a couple of real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hanging from the mirror for luck
Said, don't you know all those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world
Long around our eighteenth year
We found two plane tickets the hell out of here
Got scholarships to some small town
School in Texas
We learned to drink sangrias till the dawn’s early light
Eat eggs rancheros and throw up all night
And tell those daddy's girls
We were majoring in a rodeo
Ah, but my favorite memory at school that fall
Was the night John Roy came running down the hall
Wearing nothing but cowboy boots
And a big sombrero
(And he was yelling)
Hey Romeo, let’s go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls a couple of real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hanging from the mirror for luck
Said, don't you know all those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world
And I said we had a little
Change in plans
Like when Paul McCartney got busted in Japan
And I said, we got waylaid
When we laid foot on Mexican soil
See the border guard with the Fu Manchu moustache
Kind of stumbled on John’s pocket full of American cash
He said, doin’ a little funny business
In Mexico, amigo
But all I could think about was saving my own tail
When he mentioned ten years in a Mexican jail
So I pointed to John Roy and said
It's all his now please let me go
Well, it was your idea, genius
I was just laying there in bed
When you said
Hey Romeo, let’s go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls a couple of real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hanging from the mirror for luck
Said, don't you know all those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world
Ah, we're still best friends
Temporary cell mates