Run your car off the side of the road
Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere.
Or get yourself in a bind, lose the shirt off your back
Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare

This is where the rubber meets the road
This is where the cream is gonna rise
This is what you really didn’t know
This is where the truth don’t lie

You find out who your friends are
Somebody’s gonna drop everything
Run out and crank up their car
Hit the gas, get their fast
Never stop to think ‘what’s in it for me?’ or ‘it’s way too far.’
They just show on up with their big old heart
You find out who you’re friends are

Everybody wants to slap your back
Wants to shake your hand
When you’re up on top of that mountain.
But let one of those rocks give way then you slide back down look up
And see who’s around then

This ain’t where the road comes to an end
This ain’t where the bandwagon stops
This is just one of those times when
A lot of folks jump off

You find out who your friends are
Somebody’s gonna drop everything
Run out and crank up their car
Hit the gas, get there fast
Never stop to think ‘what’s in it for me?’ or ‘it’s way too far.’
They just show on up with that big old heart
You find out who you’re friends are

When the water’s high,
When the weather’s not so fair,
When the well runs dry,
Who’s gonna be there?

You find out who your friends are
Somebody’s gonna drop everything
Run out and crank up their car
Hit the gas, get there fast
Never stop to think ‘what’s in it for me?’ or ‘it’s way too far.’
They just show on up with their big old heart
You find out who you’re friends are,
You find out who you’re friends are

Run your car off the side of the road
Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere.
Oh man I’ve been there.
Or get yourself in a bind, lose the shirt off your back
Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare
Man I’ve been there
Man I’ve been there

Last Monday morning,
You left with no warning
I started going insane
Well I headed south out of Del Rio, Texas
With one hell of a load on my brain
I kept on going without even knowing
How much your love really means
Now I’m messed up in Mexico
Livin’ on refried dreams

I’m down here in Mexico, sick as a dog
My head is pounding in this border town fog
Down to my last dime
And coming apart at the seams
I’m messed up in Mexico
Livin’ on refried dreams

This picture ain’t pretty,
I’m ragged and dirty
And wonderin’ what I’m doing here.
Shooting tequila,
Wanting to kill ya,
And wishing to god you were near
So full of your memory but feelin’ so empty
I’ve run out of my self-esteem
Now I’m messed up in Mexico
Livin’ on refried dreams

I’m down here in Mexico, sick as a dog
My head is pounding in this border town fog
Down to my last dime
And coming apart at the seams
I’m messed up in Mexico
Livin’ on refried dreams

I’m down here in Mexico, sick as a dog
My head is pounding in this border town fog
Down to my last dime
And coming apart at the seams
I’m messed up in Mexico
Livin’ on refried dreams
Oh I’m messed up in mexico
Livin’ on refried dreams