By David Allan Coe
rmofle at satx.rr.com
See those tumbleweeds a blowin'
Lord, It makes me want to cry
It reminds me of my Daddy
And that Texas Lullaby
See those cactus flowers blooming'
Like the twinkle in his eye
Everytime he started singin'
That old Texas Lullaby
Yippie Yi Little doggie, roll on, roll on
Yippie Yi Little doggie, take me home, take me home
C G C
It's so cold on the desert, I'm chilled to the bone
G D G
Yippie yi Little doggie, yippie yi
Looky yonder there's a dust cloud painting pictures in the sky
Daddy told me all about, in that Texas Lullaby
Them old Longhorns are a ballin', Lord I know I must be high
Wish my Daddy could hear me singin' this old Texas Lullaby
Daddy Left me this old guitar, though I never quite knew why
He said someday I'd be famous like the Texas Lullaby
But it's been a month of Sundays since I've seen that old eagle fly
And nobody wants to listen to a Texas Lullaby