[1] Well I wished I was in [4] Austin, m-[1]-mm, in the Chili Parlor [5] Bar
Drinkin' [1] Mad Dog Margaritas and not [4] carin' where you [1] are
But here I sit in [4] Dublin, m-[1]-mm, just rollin' ciga-[5]-rettes
[1] Holdin' back and chokin' back the [4] shakes with every [1] breath

So for-[5]-give me all my anger, for-[1]-give me all my faults
There's [5] no need to forgive me for [1] thinkin' what I thought
I [5] loved you from the get go and I'll [1] love you till I die
I [5] loved you on the Spanish Steps the [4] day you said good-[1]-bye

Now I am just a poor boy, mmm, work's my middle name
If money was a reason, well I would not be the same
I'll stand up and be counted, mmm, I'll face up to the truth
I'll walk away from trouble but I can't walk away from you

I have been to Fort Worth, mmm, and I have been to Spain
And I have been too proud to come in out of the rain
And I have seen the David, mmm, I've seen the Mona Lisa too
And I have heard Doc Watson play Columbus Stockade Blues

Well I wished I was in Austin, mmm, in the Chili Parlor Bar
Drinkin' Mad Dog Margaritas and not carin' where you are