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Jesus And Tequila Lyrics
I had a girl
She loved what she saw
She loved me so good
She made her daddy mad
My woman cried
She's dead to me now
My woman ran off
And I can't deny it
My life
Jesus and tequila
I'm satisfied
And I can't deny it
I had a job
It paid me good
I could have my fun
And tip the preacher too
My boss yelled
He's dead to me now
My boss kicked me out
And I can't deny it
My life
Jesus and tequila
I'm satisfied
And I can't deny it
You better listen to me
'Cause I'm gonna tell you, son
Don't give away your love
And don't give away your sweat
Because a girl can't know you
And a boss can't forget
Remember
Jesus and tequila
I'm satisfied
And I can't deny it
Remember
Jesus and tequila
I'm satisfied
And I can't deny it
She loved what she saw
She loved me so good
She made her daddy mad
My woman cried
She's dead to me now
My woman ran off
And I can't deny it
Jesus and tequila
I'm satisfied
And I can't deny it
It paid me good
I could have my fun
And tip the preacher too
My boss yelled
He's dead to me now
My boss kicked me out
And I can't deny it
Jesus and tequila
I'm satisfied
And I can't deny it
'Cause I'm gonna tell you, son
Don't give away your love
And don't give away your sweat
Because a girl can't know you
And a boss can't forget
Jesus and tequila
I'm satisfied
And I can't deny it
Remember
Jesus and tequila
I'm satisfied
And I can't deny it
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It's just the blues, man. He's just singing the blues about how he lost is girl and job and Jesus and tequila are the only things he's satisfied with.
What a great song - I always felt that the things said in this song aren't really thoughts from d boon but are, more or less, quotes from some old dude they met at a bar. Or maybe a friend or relative- sort of a Bukowskiesque character giving d boon, who was in his early twenties at the time, advice - advice from a guy who on the surface seems like a failure; but he's happy. He still has Jesus and tequila.
about the shitty medium class life, of having a beutiful wife and a good job. And the solution to all problems: "drugs" (a way to get high - in this case tequila) and "religion".
i.e. Our stupid, stupid life
problems that i'm referring, are, of course, not having a beautiful wife and a great job.
Perspective..the truth that anything you treasure can disappear...except your head. You live with your head (and the spirituality inside it) till your dead...then it doesn't matter. @ firu... Totally agree...