I stand before a trial I will lose I drink it clear to see my future through The nectar I began to weep when I was just a youth Mother pled with me to abstain That temptress of the desert Agave And I stumbled down the empty avenue If this is the bottom I fell through With a spade I dug my grave into perdition's tomb Mother pled with me to abstain That temptress of the desert Agave Its painful to ingest or refuse My veins starve and ache for ninety proof When I die spread my hide in that old Jalisco bloom Mother pled with me to abstain That temptress of the desert Agave When I die spread my hide in that old Jalisco bloom Mother pled with me to abstain That temptress of the desert Agave