Her name I’ve long forgotten
But there’s nothing in a name
I’ve known a thousand like her
But they’re all about the same
Ah this wicked road she’d led me down
It got me so damned lost
She left me feeling torn between tequila and the cross
While mama raised the kids
To love the Lord and our good name
She’d hang her head in sorrow
If she’d knew what I’d became
‘Neath the picture of the saviour
Where my broken body’s tossed
In a dingy motel torn between tequila and the cross
Torn between tequila and the cross
I’d never had been found until I’d found that I’d been lost
But by then it was too late to change my own destructive course
Strung out cold and torn between tequila and the cross
Outside a church I’m standing now
I’m shaky as a leaf
As that old familiar hymn comes
Drifting out into the street
And my eyes well up with tears
I see my life and what it cost
On the lonely line that’s torn between tequila and the cross
Ah, torn between tequila and the cross
I’d never had been found until I’d found that I’d been lost
But by then it was too late to change my own destructive course
Strung out cold and torn between tequila and the cross
Strung out cold and torn between tequila and the cross