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Yeah, I like Texas, Ain’t it fine here
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Like to pick my guitar down in Lukenbach
E
And drink that Shiner Bock beer
D E A
Yeah I like Texas man there ain’t no doubt
D E A
Just listen to me cause I know what I’m talkin about
A D
Well from Dalhart to Del Rio and out El Paso way
A
I’ll be doin fine on Houston time
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When the sun sets on the Copano Bay
A
Well from way up where the Red River flows
D
And on down to the Rio Grande
A
I was born a native Texican
E A
And I’m proud to say that I am
A
Well there’s old dancehalls and the little cafe’s
D
Where you can get a taste of the Lone Star state
A E
Strap on your boots and have yourself a laugh or two
A
Well there’s no line dancin, just straight romancin
D
Hill country love is what I fancy
A E A
Where streams run clear and Lord the skies they are so blue
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Then the spoken verse about the road trip weekend.
A D
It’s a two day old burrito on a lukewarm beer to go
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On the Sunday side of a roadtrip weekend
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Lordy I was feelin so low
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Then somebody flipped on the jukebox
D
And I heard old Bob Wills say
A D
Won’t you stay all night, stay a little longer
E
So I held on another day
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