Tequila Sheila

(Shel Silverstein - Mac Davis)



Pour me another tequila Shella.



Chorus:

Pour me another Tequila Sheila

Take off that red satin dress

I crossed the border and I beat the dealer

For all the damn gold in Juarez.



I feel like ol' Pancho Villa, Sheila

And sure could use a friend

So pour me another Tequilla Sheila

And lay down n' love me again.



No, I can't tell you about it

But don't mind the gun by my bed

I feel kind of naked without it

And it eases the fear in my head.



So just pass me the salt n' the lemon

Bend down an' blow out the light

I never had trusted the woman

But Sheila I'll trust you tonight.



Chorus:

Pour me another Tequila, Sheila

Take off that red satin dress

I crossed the border and I beat the dealer

For all the damn gold in Juarez.



I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila

And I've got the Pesso to spend

So pour me another Tequilla, Sheila

And lay down an' love me again.



Sheila I'm hearing your heart beat

But I'm hearing footsteps outside

The courtyard is crawling with damn federalis

And Sheila there's no place to hide.



I don't know who could have tipped 'em

Nobody knew it but you

But I can't make love to a squealer, Sheila

So I guess there's just one thing to do.



Pour me another Tequila, Sheila.

I'm going to put on your red satin dress

You put on my cloths an' you go out and face the dealer

And Sheila, I wish you the best.



So pour me another Tequila, Sheila

And I'll ride for the border again

Yeah, pour me another Tequila, Sheila

And I'll run for the border again...