One of my favorite bluegrass stompers by John Marmaduke Dawson...

HENRY
As recorded by New Riders of the Purple Sage (1971)

Every year along about this time it all goes dry
Nothin' round for love or money that'll get you high
Henry got pissed off and said he'd run to Mexico
To see if he could come back holding twenty keys of gold

Now the road to Acapulco is very hard indeed
and it isn't any better if you haven't any weed
Henry's drivin' hard and straight on twisting mountain roads
fifty people waitin' back at home for Henry's load

CHO
And now he's rollin' down the mountain going fast, fast, fast
And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last
Down to Acapulco to turn the golden keys
Henry keep your brakes on for this corner if you please!

Henry got to Mexico and turned his truck around
He's talkin' with the man who has it growing from the ground
Henry tasted, he got wasted, couldn't even see
How he's gonna drive like that is not too clear to me

CHO

Sunday afternoon Tijuana is a lovely town
The bullfight bring the tourists and their money flowing down
Border guards are much too busy there at 5 o'clock
Henry's truckin' right on through, he hardly even stopped

CHO