I still remember the piano Playing the same old melodies The late-night crowd Was wild and loud But then a shot Outside the bar-room. And then I saw you for the first time The way you stepped out of the dark Up to the bar Said: Here we are Whiskey for me, For you Tequila The devil send you to Lorado Because he knew that I was there A man with such a face In such a lonesome place Can only be a desperado The devil send you to Lorado Because he knew that I was there And when I heard you'd stay I felt right away Youd shake my life Like a tornado I still remember the piano Playing a different melody You won at cards You won at darts Left all the men without a dollar And now you gotta leave Lorado They want you out of here by noon Oh, I can tell Im in a spell So here we go to Amarillo.

Well if you ever want to come home to me I'll still be here waiting If you ever change your mind About leaving, leaving me behind Baby bring it to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me I know I laughed when you left But now I know that I only hurt myself Honey bring it to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me Let me tell you all about it I'll give you tulips and money too That ain't all, that ain't all I'd do for you If you'll bring it to me, bring you're sweet loving Bring it on home to me You know I'll always be your slave Until I'm buried, buried in my grave Oh honey bring it to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me I tried to treat you right But you stayed out, stayed out late at night But I forgive you Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me Just remember this one thing darlin' that You, you, you send me, you know this one You, you know darlin' you send me And I know that you, you thrill me Honest you do, honest you do, honest you do And I wanna tell you one thing that And I know this one thing that You send me honest you do, honest you do Honest you do, let me tell you When I get home you're always there for me And I know that you're gonna send me Honest you do, honest you do, honest you do I know, I know, I know, I know, I know Well you thrill me Darlin' you're always gonna send me

I'm only half drunk If you were thinkin' of pourin' more wine It's only midnight And I got nothin', nothin' but time Is it half empty or half full? This glass of mine I'm only half wrong If you were thinkin' 'bout stayin' this time It's only midnight And I got nothin', nothin' but time It may be half-baked But I've got lots, lots of ideas Hey darlin', here's one Won't you come and lend me your ear? Like Mona Lisa gave old Da Vinci that half smile I'll paint a picture that will half convince you I'm fine It's only midnight And I've got nothin', nothin' but time I got half a mind to tell you 'bout it, brother It's always six of one, and half a dozen of the other This or that, tit for tat My baby's on the line I'm always only half the way to makin' her all mine I'm only half drunk If you'll be buyin' one more round I've been half crazy Tryin' to simmer, simmer on down You see half the people, but only half of half of the time Tell me, how can a nickel stand right up to a dime? I'm only half drunk This night is half gone And I'll be long gone before too long It's only midnight And I've got nothin', nothin' but time I'm only half drunk If you were thinkin' of pourin' more wine

She came down from Cincinatti It took her three days on a train Looking for some peace and quiet Hoped to see the sun again But now she lives down by the ocean She's taking care to look for sharks They hang out in the local bars And they feed right after dark Can't you feel them circling, honey? Can't you feel them swimming around? You got fins to the left, fins to the right And you're the only bait in town Oh-oh-woah, oh-oh-woah You got fins to the left, fins to the right And you're the only girl in town She's saving up all of her money Wants to hit it south in may Maybe roll in the sand with a rock 'n roll man Somewhere down Monserat Way But the money's good, and the season Helps to lighten up her load Boys keep her high as the months go by She's getting post cards from the road Can't you feel them closing in, honey? Can't you feel them schooling around? You got fins to the left, fins to the right And you're the only girl in town Sailed off to Antigua It took her three days on a boat Looking for some peace and quiet Maybe keep her dreams afloat But now she feels like A remora With the school still close at hand Just behind the reef are the big white teath Of the sharks that can swim on the land Can't you feel them circling, honey? Can't you feel them schoolin' around? You got fins to the left, fins to the right And you're the only bait in town You got fins to the left, fins to the right And you're the only girl in town

Way down here, you need a reason to move Feel a fool running your stateside games Lose your load, leave your mind behind Baby, James Oh, Mexico It sounds so simple, I just got to go The sun's so hot, I forgot to go home I guess I'll have to go now Americano's got the sleepy eyes But his body's still shakin' like a live wire Senorita with her eyes on fire Don't you know Oh, Mexico It sounds so sweet with the sun sinkin' low The moon so bright likes to light up the night Make everything alright Baby's hungry and the money's all gone The folks back home don't want to talk on the phone She gets a long letter and sends back a postcard Times are hard Oh, down in Mexico I've never really been, so I don't really know Oh-oh-oh, Mexico I guess I'll have to go now Oh, Mexico I've never really been but I'd sure like to go Oh-oh-oh, Mexico I guess I'll have to go now Talkin' 'bout Mexico (Mexico) Little honkey tonk down in Mexico South of Margaritaville, I've been told Andale, Andale, vamonos Oh, yeah, let's load this cast of characters on that boat and head south Oh, yeah, we got a wind at our back Smooth sailin' all the way We got old Nordstrom, he's our chef He's down in that galley cookin' up a Barometer Soup for us We gotta stop at our offshore Bank of Bad Habits And make a deposit or a withdrawal I don't know which one, y'know? We're goin' down to the land of the Mayans Yeah, they were here long before the cavemen were Cavemen in blue jeans, oh, excuse me, that's not Politically Correct That's cave persons in blue jeans Skip, Wiley and Skink, we may run into them Up to no good down there Watch out for those barefoot children Stompin' around in those puddles Oh, yeah, and that remittance man He's just goin' 'round and 'round He may run into 'ol Frank Bama Cruisin' around in the Hemisphere Dancer I don't know, I might have my Long Board down there