Henry Lyrics

Every year along about this time it all goes dry Nothin' that for love or money that'll get you high Henry got pissed off and said he'd run to Mexico See if he could come back haulin' 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 drivin' hard and straight on twisted mountain roads Fifty people waitin' back at home for Henry's load And now he's rollin' down the mountain goin' fast, fast, fast And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last Come to Acapulco, return the golden keys Henry keep your brakes on for this corner if you please Henry got to Mexico and turned his truck around He's talkin' with the man who has it growin' 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 rollin' down the mountain goin' fast, fast, fast And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last Come to Acapulco, return the golden keys Henry keep your brakes on for this corner if you please Sunday afternoon Tijuana is a lovely town The bullfights bring the tourists and their money flowin' 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 rollin' down the mountain goin' fast, fast, fast And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last Come to Acapulco, return the golden keys Henry keep your brakes on for this corner if you please