On life’s edges I met a man
I called him a friend for a while
He drank from bottles of smoke and flesh
Through a crack on his face for a smile

The lights were shining brightly
True beauty in shadow and gray
For we both found such pretty things
Before our nights bled to days

Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank

Dice and cards and petty tricks
Can keep a man’s pockets quite full
With the fruits of old Jalisco
Warm we were kept in our souls

Our times were drunk and raucous
We shot a man’s shoes for the fun
Laughing and singing the night away
Brotherhood that could not be undone

Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank

Her face was scarred and lovely
Weighed down with burdens to bear
Our love was easy kindness
We machines that could not be repaired

She filled me with oiled words
All my world I would leave behind
It was my engine; she turned the key
What was Frank’s now stood to be mine

Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank

Late on a dusty curbside
I bid him hello with a gun
Taking what was to be ours
My heart heavy for what I had won

The morning woke without her
My body so cold and alone
And now naked to vicious men
I left Frank to freeze on his own

Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank

On concrete streets he bled away
Leaking moonlight in gutters and tombs
Last I heard he was pale as rain
In a haze of stutters and doom

When you stand by a graveside
There’s nothing to say or to do
Once I counted my friends as three
From now on I count them as two

Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank
Tequila and Whiskey and Frank