Before the braids, before the red bandana, and before becoming a country icon, Willie Nelson had a surprising chapter in his life: he once played bongo drums in a Latin band in Mexico.

A drifting soul and a lucky encounter

In the late 1950s, after leaving his DJ job in Texas, Willie took off to Mexico, seeking a fresh start. One night at a border bar, he stumbled upon a local Latin group that needed a hand. Despite never formally playing percussion, Willie volunteered to join—and so began his unlikely gig as a bongo player.

A colorful, unexpected phase

For several weeks, Willie played with the group at weddings, cantinas, and street festivals. He picked up bits of Spanish, lived off street tacos, and embraced the nomadic artist life. Though Latin music wasn’t his final path, that experience deeply shaped his understanding of rhythm, soul, and human connection—elements that infused his songwriting forever.

He never forgot those nights

In a rare interview, Willie once said: “I didn’t make much money, but every night was a lesson. Latin folks didn’t play for fame—they played because it was life itself.”

A cowboy with a bongo in Mexico might sound strange—but that’s exactly who Willie was. A free spirit who never played by the rules. And maybe that’s what made him a legend.

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🎵 Suggested listening: “Funny How Time Slips Away” – a gentle ballad with subtle Latin influences, written not long after his time south of the border.

Lyrics :

… Well, hello thereMy, it’s been a long, long timeHow am I doing?Oh, I guess that I’m doing fine
… It’s been so long nowAnd it seems now that it was only yesterdayGee, ain’t it funny how time slips away?
… How’s your new love?I hope that he’s doing fine?I heard you told himThat you’d love him ’til the end of time
… Now that’s the same thing that you told meIt seems like just the other dayGee, ain’t it funny how time slips away?
… I gotta go nowI guess I’ll see you aroundI don’t know when thoughNever know when I’ll be back in town
… But remember, what I tell youThat in time you’re gonna payAnd it’s surprising, how time slips away