Tres Hombres lyrics

Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans.
Well now, Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans.
Yeah, yeah.
Workin' from one end to the other and all points in between.

Took a jump through Mississippi, well, muddy water turned to wine.
Took a jump through Mississippi, muddy water turned to wine.
Yeah, yeah.

Ridin’ top the floodway on a friday night,
The landscape’s a fine and nat’ral sight.
Just cruisin’ slow through the dark of night.
With precious and grace ev’rything’s all right.

Good God almighty, we was goin’ down slow,
Yeah, if we knew just where we had to go.
Cryin’, just a flyin’ down a put out road

If you see me walkin' down the line
with my fav'rite honky tonk in mind,
well, I'll be here around suppertime
with my can of dinner and a bunch of fine.

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.
Uh-huh-huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me

The crowd gets loud when the band gets right,
steel guitar cryin' through the night.
Yeah, try'n to cover up the corner fight

Rumour sprendin' a-'round in that Texas town
'bout that shack outside La Grange
and you know what I'm talkin'
about.
Just let me know if you wanna go
to that home out on the range.
They gotta lotta nice girls.

Have mercy.
A haw, haw, haw, haw, a haw.
A haw, haw, haw.

Well, I hear it's fine if you got the time
and the ten to get yourself in.
A hmm, hmm.