Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you babe 'Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough I'll be there on the double Ain't no mountain high enough Listen baby, ain't no mountain high Ain't no valley low,

Yo yo this is the remix hello, shhhh Listen up, I gotta few words to tell you It is 5 in the morning, I'm feelin' kinda lonely On top of that I'm horny, and I need u here with me Did I mention I can't sleep? you're always in my dreams Y si no estas

Sing a song about the Heartland When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing

You're still there for me, wherever there might be And if an ocean lies between us I'll send a message across the sea That you can sleep tonight, knowing it's alright I believe that you were listening to my song You've been here all along You're with me

As your blood's running thin your time's running out No one will be listening not even when you shout When your angels turn to devils you'll finally figure out That no one will be with you in the end Don't come to me with your problems I don't need them

That's why God made Mexico And that's why God made Mexico A place where we can lay low Margie said Roy you ain't listening to me And I got a whole lot more to say Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys She ain't seen nor heard from him to

But nobody's listening (Told you everything loud and clear) Handful of anger, held in my chest Come, come, come, coming at you Try to give you warning but everyone ignores me Uphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears Nothing to gain, everything to fear

Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight Are you with me, are you with me? I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky Are you with me?

You better slow down When I was a young boy Well they tried to tell me That I was movin' Movin' way too fast And I knew everything About everything But I really didn't wanna listen To a bunch of old folks talkin' trash

You ain't going nowhere. Where you going, where you tryna go Baby, baby? Boy, you better listen to the words I say Boy, you better act like you got some sense, 'Cause you got a dime, and that's money well spent. Sit yourself down, 'cause you know you're