Enemies

Momma used to tell me to stay away from them
But by twenty-three I'd fought off Jose, Jack and Jim
She worried for my soul and prayed that the devil hadn't caught me
But I found ways to work around the lessons that she taught me

Cuz tequila might mess me up
Or take me down or burn like fire
Moonshine might fight me into one more round
Till I'm preaching to the choir
Scotch might knock me out
Fill my head with doubts
And bring me to my knees
Yeah, it could be wrong
But I learned young
To love my enemies

I've tried killing them with kindness,
Hugged their neck just like a friend
I've emptied out the bottle
And I've been emptied out by them
Dark or clear, wine or beer, if they hurt you in the morning
Daddy taught me to turn the other cheek so I'll just keep on pouring

Cuz tequila might mess me up
Or take me down or burn like fire
Moonshine might fight me into one more round
Till I'm preaching to the choir
Scotch might knock me out
Fill my head with doubts
And bring me to my knees
Yeah, it could be wrong
But I learned young
To love my enemies

I keep reaching, cuz I'm needing some peace
And all that teaching wasn't wasted you see
My folks must be so proud of me

Cuz tequila might mess me up
Or take me down or burn like fire
Moonshine might fight me into one more round
Till I'm preaching to the choir
Scotch might knock me out
Fill my head with doubts
And bring me to my knees
Yeah, it could be wrong
But I learned young
To love my enemies