Won't you pour me another Tequila, Sheila?
Take off that red satin dress
I cross the border and I beat the dealer
For all the damn gold in Juarez
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
And I got pesos to spend
So pour me another Tequilla, Sheila
And lay down an' love me again
Though I can tell you about it
But don't mind my gun by the bed
I feel kind of naked without it
But it eases the fears in my head
Just pass me the salt and the lemon
Bend down and blow out the light
I never have trusted the woman, Sheila
But I'm gonna trust you tonight
You can pour me another Tequila, Sheila
Take off that red satin dress
I cross the border and I beat the dealer
For all the damn gold in Juarez
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
I sure could use me a friend
So pour me another Tequilla, Sheila
And lay down an' love me again
Oh, Sheila I'm hearing your heart beat
But I'm hearing footsteps outside
That old courtyard is crawling with damn federalists
And Sheila, there ain't no place to hide
Now I don't know who could have tipped them
'Cause nobody knew but you
And I can't make love to a squealer, Sheila
So I guess there's just one thing to do
You can pour me another Tequila, Sheila
And I'm gonna put on your red satin dress, you put on my cloths
You go and face the dealer
And Sheila, I wish you the best
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
I need a fast horse and a friend
So pour me another Tequila, Sheila
And I'll ride towards the border again
Pour me another Tequila, Sheila
And I'll ride towards the border again