G C 
 

Chorus: 
          C  
Won't you pour me another Tequila, Sheila  
                        G  
Take off that red satin dress   

I crossed the boarder  

And I beat the dealer  
                            C 
For all of the damn gold in Jarez  

I feel like ol' Pancho Vila, Sheila  
                          F 
And I've got the pesos to spend  
                   C        A 
So pour me another Tequila, Sheila  
    D            G        C  
And lay down and love me again. 
 

C  
No I can't tell you about it  
                          G  
Don't mind the gun by the bed  

I feel kind'a naked without it  
                             C 
But it eases the fears in my head   

Just pass me the salt and a lemon  
                               F  
And bend down and blow out the light 
                         C      A 
I never have trusted the women, Sheila 
    D         G           C 
But I'm gonna trust you tonight. 
 
Chorus2: 
        C  
You can pour me another Tequila, Sheila 
                        G  
Take off that red satin dress   

I crossed the boarder  

And I beat the dealer  
                            C 
For all of the damn gold in Jarez  

I feel like ol' Pancho Vila, Sheila 
                      F 
I sure could use me a friend  
                   C        A 
So pour me another Tequila, Sheila  
    D            G        C    D 
And lay down and love me again. 
 

D  
Oh Sheila I'm hearin' your heartbeat  
                             A 
But I'm hearin' footsteps outside   

The ol' courtyard is crallin' with them Federados 
                                    D 
And Sheila, there ain't no place to hide  

Now I don't know who could have tipped 'em 
                         G 
Cause nobody knew it but you 
                           D         B 
And I can't make love to a squealer, Sheila 
   E                    A            D 
So I guess there's just one thing to do. 
 
Chorus3: 
        D                                                              
You can pour me another Tequila, Sheila 
                                    A 
And I'm goin' put on your red satin dress   

You put on my clothes, and you go face the dealer  
                           D  
And Sheila, I wish you the best                    

I feel like ol' Pancho Vila, Sheila 
                          G 
I need a fast horse and a friend  
                   D        B 
So pour me another Tequila, Sheila 
         E            A        D  
And I'll ride for the boarder again.  
 

      G               D        B 
Yeah, Pour me another Tequila, Sheila 
      E            A        D 
And I ride for the boarder again.