Tim McGraw - That's Why God Made Mexico Lyrics
Margie said, roy you aint listening to meAnd Ive got a whole lot more to sayRoy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keysAnd she aint seen or heard from him to this dayAnd thats why God made mexicoA place where we can lay lowAnd the cuervo goes down nice and slowAnd the warm wind blowsThats why God made mexicoAnd betty fixed joe dinner every nightAt half past sixCause thats when he rolled through that doorFor sixteen years and not a thank you from his lipsShe dont fix him dinner no moreAnd thats why God made mexicoA place where we can lay lowWhere the cuervo goes down nice and slowAnd the warm winds blowThats why God made mexicoCause life is sweet in a border townYou learn to let your hair downAnd you dont make troubleYou learn to dance the fandangoYou change your name, maybe change your faceGet used to beans chili pasteAnd you learn to live and loveLife in the slow laneAnd thats why God made mexicoA place where we can lay lowMaybe monterey or acapulcoAnywhere the warm winds blowDont you knowThats why God made mexicoThats why God madeMade mexico
