Takes a glass of Tequila to raise up my spirits
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When I get down I'm drinking them two at a time
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'Til I swear that I feel like a poor drowning sailor
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Salt on my lips and my tongue tastes of lime.
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Tequila sunset, Tijuana sunrise
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Let's put the light back in each other's eyes
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And maybe tomorrow if the wheels can roll
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We can take the road down south, babe,
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Get to Mexico.
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I don't wanna hear any sad stories
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Hurt glances in mirrors joined in direct lines
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I bought her a drink and we made an agreement
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"Don't tell me your sad story and I won't tell you mine."
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Tequila sunset, Tijuana sunrise
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Let's put the light back in each other's eyes
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And maybe tomorrow if the wheels can roll
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Then take the road down south babe
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Get to Mexico.
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Whatever we say it is just the booze talking
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Skinny dogs howl at a Mexico moon
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Kids wear no shoes, dusty streets full of dreams
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Aim for the dance floor and maybe they'll play a slow tune
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Oh Tequila sunset, Tijuana sunrise
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Turquoise and silver stars hung in the skies
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And maybe tomorrow the wheels can roll
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We can take the road down south babe
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Get to Mexico
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We will take the road down south,
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Get to Mexico.
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Tequila Sunset
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| Ralph McTell |
