I stand before a trial I will lose
I drink it clear to see my future through
The nectar I began to weep when I was just a youth
Mother pled with me to abstain
That temptress of the desert Agave

And I stumbled down the empty avenue
If this is the bottom I fell through
With a spade I dug my grave into perdition's tomb
Mother pled with me to abstain
That temptress of the desert Agave

Its painful to ingest or refuse
My veins starve and ache for ninety proof
When I die spread my hide in that old Jalisco bloom
Mother pled with me to abstain
That temptress of the desert Agave

When I die spread my hide in that old Jalisco bloom
Mother pled with me to abstain
That temptress of the desert Agave