I had a girlnShe loved what she sawnShe loved me so goodnShe made her daddy madnMy woman criednShe's dead to me nownMy woman ran offnAnd I can't deny itnnMy lifenJesus and tequilanI'm satisfiednAnd I can't deny itnnI had a jobnIt paid me goodnI could have my phonenAnd tip the preacher toonMy boss yellednHe's dead to me nownMy boss kicked me outnAnd I can't deny itnnMy lifenJesus and tequilanI'm satisfiednAnd I can't deny itnnYou better listen to men'Cause I'm gonna tell you, sonnDon't give away your lovenAnd don't give away your sweatnBecause a girl can't know younAnd a boss can't afford younnRemembernJesus and tequilanI'm satisfiednAnd I can't deny itnRemembernJesus and tequilanI'm satisfied