Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Blake Shelton
Blake Shelton
Vocais principais
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Violão
Perry Coleman
Perry Coleman
Vocal de apoio
Mike Brignardello
Mike Brignardello
Baixo
Lonnie Wilson
Lonnie Wilson
Bateria
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Guitarra elétrica
Troy Lancaster
Troy Lancaster
Guitarra elétrica
Aubrey Haynie
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Bobby Bare
Bobby Bare
Vocais de introdução
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Guitarra pedal steel
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Piano
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Mac Davis
Mac Davis
Composição
Shel Silverstein
Shel Silverstein
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Clarke Schleicher
Clarke Schleicher
Engenharia (adicional)
Scott Hendricks
Scott Hendricks
Produção
Jasper LeMaster
Jasper LeMaster
Engenharia (assistente)
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Engenharia (mixagem)
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Engenharia (edição)
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]
Pour me another Tequila Sheila
[Verse 2]
Pour me another Tequila Sheila
Take off that red satin dress
I cross the border and I beat the dealer
For all the damn gold in Juarez
[Verse 3]
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
And I got pesos to spend
So pour me another Tequilla Sheila
And lay down n'love me again
[Verse 4]
Though I can tell you about it
But don't mind my gun by the bed
I feel kind of naked without it
And it eases the fear in my head
[Verse 5]
So just pass me the salt n'the lemon
Bend down n'blow out the light
I never had trusted the woman
But Sheila I'll trust you tonight
[Verse 6]
So pour me another Tequila Sheila
And take off that red satin dress
I cross the border and I beat the dealer
For all the damn gold in Juarez
[Verse 7]
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
And I sure could use a friend
So pour me another Tequilla Sheila
And lay down n'love me again
[Verse 8]
Sheila I'm hearing your heart beat
But I'm hearing footsteps outside
The courtyard is crawling with damn federalists
And Sheila there's no place to hide
[Verse 9]
I don't know who could have tipped them
'Cause nobody knew but you
And I can't make love to a squealer, Sheila
So I guess there's just one thing to do
[Verse 10]
So pour me another Tequila Sheila
I'm gonna put on your red dress
You put on my cloths
You go out and face the dealer
And Sheila, I wish you the best
[Verse 11]
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
I need a fast horse and a friend
So pour me another Tequila Sheila
And I'll ride towards the border again
Pour me another Tequila Sheila
And I'll ride towards the border again
Written by: Mac Davis, Shel Silverstein
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