Karaoké That's Why God Made Mexico Tim McGraw

Margie said Roy you ain't listenin' 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

'Cos that's when he rolled through that door

For sixteen years and not a thank you from his lips, he he

She don't fix him dinner no more

And that's why

God made Mexico

A place where we can lay low

Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow

And the warm winds blow that's why God made Mexico

'Cos 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 Monterey or Acapulco anywhere the warm

Winds blow don't you know that's why God made Mexico

That's why God made made Mexico