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Chorus:
Am C F G
Aransas Pass to Matagorda, Freeport to Galveston
Am C F G
It didn't matter which side of that old state line that Port Arthur was on
C F G
Them Cajun boys were lonesome for Louisiana, that's for sure
C F C
And they'd say "Goodbye Texas, hello Port Artur"
C F C
Back in '67 I worked the evening tour
F C G
As a roughneck in the oil fields and I made eight bucks an hour
C F c
That was sure good money then but I always had it spent
F C G C
Tuition down at Texas A&I was where it went
C F C
Now throwing chain through the summer break was not the way to go
F C G
So I took a job on a work boat in the Gulf of Mexico
C F C
The port of Corpus Christi was where we let out from
F C G C
And the crew was mostly Cajun boys too old for Viet-Nam
Am C F G
Aransas Pass to Matagorda, Freeport to Galveston
Am C F G
It didn't matter which side of that old state line that Port Arthur was on
C F G
Them Cajun boys were lonesome for Louisiana, that's for sure
C F C
And they'd say "Goodbye Texas, hello Port Artur"
Solo
C F C
Evenings I would watch that big old sun sink in the waves
F C G
And I'd write letters back home to my sweetheart everyday
C F C
Them boys were nice enough but they'd had all of this state that they could stand
F C G C
They'd say "Texas, she's alright, but she ain't no Louisianne."
Am C F G
Aransas Pass to Matagorda, Freeport to Galveston
Am C F G
It didn't matter which side of that old state line that Port Arthur was on
C F G
Them Cajun boys were lonesome for Louisiana, that's for sure
C F C
And they'd say "Goodbye Texas, hello Port Artur"
C F C
Goodbye Texas, hello Port Artur
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