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I Like Texas........
I am in a Texas loving mood and just had to post this so that you all can know why we all love Texas so much!
I Like Texas by Pat Green © 1995 Dead Horse Music (BMI) From Dalhart to Del Rio and out El Paso way, well I'll be doin' fine on Houston time, and when the sun sets on the Copano Bay, well from way up where the Red River flows, on down to the Rio Grande, I was born a native Texican, and I'm proud to say that I am. Yeah I like Texas, Ain't it fine here, Like to pick my guitar down in Luckenbach, and drink that Shiner Bock beer, Yeah I like Texas, man there ain't no doubt, just listen to me 'cause I know what I'm talkin' about. Well there's old dancehalls and little cafe's, where you can get a taste of the Lone Star State, strap on your boots and have yourself a laugh or two, well there's no line dancin' just straight romancin', that hill country lore is what I fancy, where streams run clear and Lord the skies they are so blue. Yeah I like Texas, Ain't it fine here, Like to pick my guitar down in Luckenbach, and drink that Shiner Bock beer, Yeah I like Texas, man there ain't no doubt, just listen to me 'cause I know what I'm talkin' about. It's a two day old burrito on a lukewarm beer to go, on the Sunday side of a road trip weekend, and Lordy I was feelin' so low, when somebody flipped on the jukebox, and I heard old Bob Wills say, "won't cha' stay all night stay a little longer", so I held on another day. |
What I Like About Texas
Sung by Jerry Jeff Walker & Gary P. Nunn You ask me what I like about Texas I tell you it's the wide open spaces! It's everything between the Sabine and the Rio Grande. It's the Llano Estacado, It's the Brazos and the Colorado; Spirit of the people down here who share this land! You ask me what I like about Texas It's the big timber roundneck Nacadoches It's driving El Camino Real into San Antone It's the Riverwalk and Mi Tierra Dancing to the Cotton-eyed Joe It's stories of the Menger Hotel and the Alamo! (You remember the Alamo!) Hey, you ask me what I like about Texas It's Blue Bonnet and Indian paint brushes Swimming in the sacred waters of Barton Springs It's body surfing at Freo It's Saturday night in Del Rio! Driving across the border for some cultural exchange! It's another burrito, it's a cold Lone Star in my hand! It's a quarter for the jukebox, boys, Play the Sons of the Mother Lovin' Bunkhouse Band! |
WHOOOOOOOP!!!!!!
Y'all can't hear me....but i'm singin along to Winamp as loud as i can!!!!!
(It's the Stories of the Menger hotel and the Alamo!!!!!) SA Baby!!!!! Kitso KS 361 times i can sing these songs and never get tired of them!! |
Texas sounds nice. :)
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it's songs like those that make me wanna move to texas ;) after graduation i am moving out west to CA or Oregon, i'll have to stop in texas on the way and see it first hand!
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Ooooh Shine, Texas is beyond "nice." It's fantastic, it's remarkable, it's bad @$$! :)
And KappaT, you definitely need to make a stop. There's no place like home. ;) |
Tarzan, we should go to Texas and visit these crazy kids.
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Beer's on me ladies :D Dang, won't I be the most popular guy in the bar with these lovely ladies hanging out with me?? KiTso KS 361 |
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Did Shine go bye-bye??
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Sorry, got caught up in an IM. :)
Yeah, I'm only a 17 hour drive away! EEK! |
I'm happy just to visit ya'll every once in awhile. I wish Texas would just annex Oklahoma:D
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OK, I'm in....
Southbound 35
by Pat Green © 1995 Dead Horse Music (BMI) What the hell am I doing down in Kansas City, I know damn well it ain't where I belong, think I'll quit my job come 5 o'clock, find my lonely way back home, My baby said just what are you trying to prove here, do you really want to leave me here alone, I said I'm staring at this ocean full of Yankees, and I'd rather be in Texas on my own. So we were southbound 35, we were headed down the road, hit the border by the morning, let Texas fill my soul, yeah let Texas fill my soul. The tears start to flow about the time that I was leaving, she said I guess you better take me along, God might have made me born a Yankee, but it's time that I made Texas my home, So we loaded her stuff into my pickup, said good-bye to all my friends, called my brother down in Austin, said I'm headed home again. She had her feet up on the dashboard, she was holding my hand and wearing only a smile, she said it's gonna be hard to start all over, but the feeling I have will make it all worth while. |
And who could forget....
Corpus Christi Bay
by Robert Earl Keen Jr. I worked the rigs from three til midnight On the Corpus Christi Bay Id get off and drink til daylight Sleep the mornin away I had a plan to take my wages Leave the rigs behind for good But that life it is contagious And it gets down in your blood I lived in Corpus with my brother We were always on the run We were bad for one another But we were good at having fun We got stoned along the seawall We got drunk and rolled a car We knew the girls at every dancehall Had a tab at every bar If I could live my life all over It wouldnt matter anyway Cause I never could stay sober On the Corpus Christi Bay My brother had a wife and family You know he gave Tem a good home But his wife thought we were crazy And one day we found her gone We threw here clothes into the car trunk Her photographs her rosary We went to the pier and got drunk And threw it all into the sea Now my brother lives in Houston He married for the second time He got a job with the union And its keeping him in line He came to Corpus just this weekend It was good to see him here He said he finally gave up drinkin Then he ordered me a beer |
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