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

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