Smokey old bar, live country music
Straight by the shot, man I can use it
Hey Joe, don't let the band play a sad song
There's too much pain in my heart, now that she's gone
So pour me another tequila, make it a killer one more time
Pour me another tequila, I don't wanna feel her on my mind
Pretty blue eyes, they sure can deceive you
They promise you love and then they leave you
Hey Joe, would you help me drown my sorrows?
I'm not sure I can face tomorrow
Why don't you pour me another tequila? Make it a killer one more time
Pour me another tequila, I don't wanna feel her on my mind
One more time
Pour me another tequila, I don't wanna feel her on my mind
Why don't you pour me another tequila?
Pour me another tequila, another tequila
Pour me another tequila
Pour me another tequila
