The relaxed Western swing of "Don't Touch My Hat" opens the album, with Lovett pondering the permanence of headgear compared with the transience of emotional attachments. He concludes that "my John B Stetson is my only friend". He may be right: much of the rest of the album mines the standard country vein of cracked relationships and romantic affiliations slipping into stasis - perhaps a reflection of his own situation.
The album is lightened somewhat by a couple of songs celebrating and satirising Lyle's home Lone Star state. That aside, The Road to Ensenada holds fewer surprises and slightly less enduring interest than its predecessor, the splendidly dry I Love Everybody.Reuse content