After such a long time

I found her again

And thats not just another line

A last minute scene then another

If you hit your mark

I gotta tell ya brother

It should be made into a movie

But who would believe it

Should be made into a movie

Oh you just have to see it

I gotta confess

I lost a measure of faith

But she held the power

Followed me place to place

First a rival, then a lover

If you can shoot it

I gotta tell ya? brother

It should be made into a movie

But who would believe it

Should be made into a movie

Oh you just got to see it

It should be made into a movie

Who in their right mind

Would spend hard earned money to see it

It should be made into a movie

What a scene, what a scene

It should be made into a movie

Who would believe

It should be made into a movie

I guess you just have to see it.

Tonight it aint right,
I got to have me a week.
But Ill be back for you, jack,
And Ill let the machine speak.
Thats right, thats right, thats right.

Showdown? you bet.
And I havent saddled my pony yet.
Have mercy, miss percy.
I done put the coon tune on this bet.
Thats right, thats right, thats right.

In the back of jimmys mack
Stood a round steel cage
Welded into shape by slim,
Made out of sucker gauge.
How fine, they cried, now with you inside,
Strapped in there safe and sound.
I thought, my-o-my, how the sparks will fly
If that thing ever hit the ground.

Slim was so pleased when I had eased
Into his trap of death.
He had slammed the door but I said no more
And I though Id breathed my last breath.
We was out in the sticks down highway six
And the crowd was just about right.
The speed was too, so out I flew
Like a stick of rollin dynamite.

When I hit the ground you could hear the sound
And see the sparks a country mile.
End over end I began to spin
But the ball started runnin wild.
But it was too late as I met my fate
And the ball started gettin hot.
But through the sparks and the flame I knew that the claim
Of the master of sparks was gone.

Mescalero
turn your head like a red sombrero
Mescalero
Mescalero

Mescalero
Que es esto?
no se mi compaero
Mescalero
Que es esto?
pero este es yo que quiero

Mescalero
light me up like a flaming arrow
Mescalero
Mescalero

(guitar solo)

Mescalero
Mescalero
El Camino, Ford Ranchero
Mescalero
Mescalero

I want it
I want it
I’m on it
I want it

Me so stupid
Me so stupid
Me so stupid
What is my IQ?
What is my intelligent quotiant

I could have built the Golden Gate Bridge
Or Einstein’s nemesis
I could have been a derby jockey
But it’s all come down to this

Me so stupid
Me so stupid
Me so stupid
What is my IQ?
What is my intelligent quotiant

I could have built Las Vegas
I could have built a drumsized Rolls Royce
I could have been President of the world
Could have had Ali on the ropes

Could have had Miss August
Again
Could have had Miss May
Again
Could have had Miss September
Again
But I waited till December

Me so stupid
Me so stupid
Me so stupid

What is my IQ?
What is my intelligent quotiant?

That’s so wrong………

They all call her her puta cause no one really knows her name.
She works the cantina, dancin and a-lovins her trade.
Her mama was mezcan and her daddy was the ace of spades.

Oh, lets drive that old chrysler down to mexico, boy.
Said, keep your hands on the wheel there.
Oh, it sure is fine, aint it?
Now, ya got it! hand me another one of them brews from back there.
Oh, this is gonna be so good.

Mm, shes hot as a pepper but smooth as a mexican brew.
So head for the border and put in an order or two.
The wings of the blackbird will spread like an eagle for you.

Oh, one more time,
Can you roll me another bull durham, please?
Cant you do it with one hand, boy?

I tell you, boy, every time
The feelin sure is fine.
Just move me on down the line,
Just move me on down the line.

Then I heard red rooster start his crowin
Around the curve that cloud of smoke was blowin.

I tell you, boy, every time
The feelin sure is fine.
Just move me on down the line,
Just move me on down the line.

Ill be where the big wheels keep on turnin
And the diesel drivers keep them engines burnin.

I tell you, boy, every time
The feelin sure is fine.
Just move me on down the line,
Just move me on down the line.

Move me on down the line, move me on down.
Move me on down the line, move me on down.
(repeat & fade)

You know you crazy when you get drunks, you be talkin all out your head.
Youre acting mighty strange about me, sayin those things you said.
Im just wild about you, baby,
Been keepin me from my sleeps at night.
You know Im hung up on you, little darlin,
You just dont treat your daddy right, oh yeah.

Dya know I came home last night and I looked down on the floor,
I saw a fine pair of alligators, somethin I never had before.
But Im wild about you, baby,
Been keepin me from my sleeps at night.
You know Im hung up on you, little darlin,
You just dont treat your daddy right.

Said, now honey if you dont stop messin round with me,
Tryn to make me out a dumbbell, somethin I aint never gonna be.
Im still wild about you, baby,
You been keepin me from my sleeps at night.
You know Im hung up on you, little doll,
But you just dont treat your daddy right.

I keep thinkin bout that night in memphis,
Lord, I thought I was in heaven.
I keep thinkin bout that night in memphis,
I thought I was in heaven.
But I was stumblin thru the parking lot
Of an invisible seven eleven. (spoken: what was I doin out there? )

Wheres my head baby?
Somewhere in mississippi.

Last night I saw a cowgirl.
She was floatin across the ceiling.
And last night I saw a naked cowgirl.
She was floatin across the ceiling.
She was mumblin to some howlin wolf
About some voodoo healin. (spoken: mmm baby.)