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