Tim McGraw - That's Why God Made Mexico lyrics
Tim McGraw [Samuel Timothy McGraw] Start, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tim McGraw - That's Why God Made Mexico lyrics]
Margie said "Roy, you ain't listening to me"
And I've got a whole lot more to say
Roy just crossed the floor and
Picked up his car keys
And she ain't seen or heard
From him to this day
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
And the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm wind blows
That's why God made Mexico
And Betty fixed Joe dinner every
Night at half past six
'Cause that's when he rolled
Through that door
For sixteen years and not a
Thank you from his lips
She don't fix him dinner no more
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Well, the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm wind blows
That's why God made Mexico
'Cause life is sweet in a border town
You learn to let your hair down
And you don't make trouble
You learn to dance the Fandango
You change your name, maybe change your face
Get used to beans and chili paste
And you learn to live and love
Life in the slow lane
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Maybe Marley Red or Acapulco
Anywhere the warm wind blows, don't ya know
That's why God made Mexico
That's why God made made Mexico
And I've got a whole lot more to say
Roy just crossed the floor and
Picked up his car keys
And she ain't seen or heard
From him to this day
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
And the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm wind blows
That's why God made Mexico
And Betty fixed Joe dinner every
Night at half past six
'Cause that's when he rolled
Through that door
For sixteen years and not a
Thank you from his lips
She don't fix him dinner no more
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Well, the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm wind blows
That's why God made Mexico
'Cause life is sweet in a border town
You learn to let your hair down
And you don't make trouble
You learn to dance the Fandango
You change your name, maybe change your face
Get used to beans and chili paste
And you learn to live and love
Life in the slow lane
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Maybe Marley Red or Acapulco
Anywhere the warm wind blows, don't ya know
That's why God made Mexico
That's why God made made Mexico