me another tequila, me another tequila, SheilaTake off that

1: Blake sun is setting on your last good

the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

every time I turn aroundI see some dude dressed

was standing there, crying in the kitchenIt's been one

You make the coffeeI try and doctor it upA little cream

1: Blake the moon just came over the tree

roadside wildflower if I'd only picked youTook you home

There's a campfire burning on the Mississippi River bankMy old pickup

can't have this conversationWithout lots of reservations on the

left without leaving a numberSaid, she needed to clear

ain't ever worn a haloDon't suppose I ever

1: Blake always been a rollin' stoneWith a reckless

1: Blake here, I'm just a feather in the

it a scary thingWhen somebody's time here ends?Layin' flowers

Don't you feel it growin', day by dayPeople gettin' ready for

an old route two-laneTaking out past where the radio

me another tequila, me another tequila, SheilaTake off that

Right time, the right placeThe right body, the right faceTimber I'm

up the highwayFlorida to TennesseeCuttin' out a path like