Tim Mcgraw - Refried Dreams Lyrics

(jim foster/mark peterson)
(track 7 - time 2:46)

Last monday mornin` you left with no warnin`
I started goin` insane
Well I headed south out of del rio, texas
With a hell of a load on my brain I kept on goin` without even knowin`
How much your love really means now I`m messed up in mexico
Livin` on refried dreams

I`m down here in mexico sick as a dog
My head is poundin` in this border town fog
Down to my last dime and comin` apart at the seams
I`m messed up in mexico
Livin` on refried dreams

This picture ain`t pretty I`m ragged and dirty
And wonderin` what I`m doin` here
Shootin` tequila wantin` to kill ya
And wishin` to God you were near
So full of your memory but feelin` so empty
I`ve run out of my self-esteem
Now I`m messed up in mexico
Livin` on refried dreams

I`m down here in mexico sick as a dog
My head is poundin` in this border town fog
Down to my last dime and comin` apart at the seams
I`m messed up in mexico
Livin` on refried dreams

I`m down here in mexico sick as a dog
My head is poundin` in this border town fog
Down to my last dime and comin` apart at the seams
I`m messed up in mexico
Livin` on refried dreams
Oh I`m messed up in mexico
Livin` on refried dreams