Henry

Every year along about this time it all goes dry
 There's nothing round for love or money
 That'll get you high
 Henry got pissed off and said he'd run to Mexico
 To see if he could come back holdin'
 Twenty keys of gold
 Now the road to Acapulco is very hard indeed
 And it isn't any better if you haven't any weed
 Henry's driving hard and straight
 On twisty mountain roads
 There's fifty people waiting back
 At home for Henry's load
 And now he's rolling down the mountain
 Going fast, fast, fast
 And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last
 Run to Acapulco to turn the golden keys
 Henry keep the brakes on for this corner if you please
 Henry got to Mexico and turned his truck around
 He's talking with the man who has it
 Growing from the ground
 Henry tasted, he got wasted, couldn't even see
 How he's gonna drive like that is not too clear to me
 And now he's rolling down the mountain
 Going fast, fast, fast
 And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last
 Run to Acapulco to turn the golden keys
 Henry keep the brakes on for this corner if you please
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 Sunday afternoon Tijuana is a lovely town
 Bullfight brings the tourists and
 Their money flowing down
 The border guards are much too busy
 There at five o' clock
 Henry's truckin' right on through
 He hardly even stopped
 And now he's rolling down the mountain
 Going fast, fast, fast
 And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last
 Run to Acapulco to turn the golden keys
 Henry keep the brakes on for this corner if you please