I feel it still It's a day I can't forget and never will And I hear her voice on the winds of Abilene She used to call me Texas and I called her Norma
cowboy's dream Something tells me she'll sit out the first one Then they'll play George Strait and she'll be gone Cause heaven knows that girl was born to two-step And Texas
ole Willie's songs, The party crowd sings along Mmmm...when that Lonestar starts to flow I just lose my self-control? ?Cause it's Hard?Hard to be Good in Texas
I told em that I'm a Rep Texas, yeah (my state) [x8] Texas always on Get it right. If you lookin for that good Then get some Texas in your life. Then
toys.. What yall-What yall know about them Texas, What yall know about them Texas boys, comin' down in candy toys.. (repeat) [Rasaq] Texas boys roll
Koopa, Let's get it! [Talking over hook:] It's Texas Fo' Life (WOO!) Woooooooooo (Chamillitary Mayne) I'm coming down on them swangers, it's Texas Fo
across that sky so grey I ain't never been to Texas But I sure gonna meet that lady One fine day She's my little Texas My little Texas
big rig roll We got miles and miles to go Before we sleep From the big sky of Montana To the peaches in Savannah We're on our way to play that Texas
kind My mind's got room to wander But my heart will never stray And you can find me here in Texas I'll be right here in Texas If ya ask me, I'll take Texas
Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Where you at? [Chorus] From Taiwan to Texas, Lambos to
I drifted around, knowing Got the nerve, got the feel that we're going to die Ever learn, ever feel that your going to die Ever learn, got the feel that
I drifted around knowing... And I drifted around knowing Got the nerve, got the feel that we're going to die ever learn ever feel that you're going
through Texas you and me I wanna go time travelin' through Texas you and me I wanna be there to breathe the air and see all I can see In my Texas time
Check me out in my easy chair Bottle in my hand How it ever got to go far I guess I'll never understand Cause I bend and bend until I break Then I bend
42 more miles This stuff it cramps my style Broke down on the side of the road A thousand flies a buzzin' Sittin', spittin', and cussin' Sittin' on top
damn skinny or way too long I ain't no holy roller so I just use a bong Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong Them boys down in Texas
Well it sure didn't take too long I woke up this morning she was gone And the note that she wrote Didn't say Dear John, just goodbye sucker I'm gone