Texas - Junkyard

my gal sal’s got a high-class noose

she’ll be out on the street when the rent is due

but all she’s got to stop my blooze

somebody’s got a place rollin a deuce

texas chili, texas grass, texas moonshine

I love that texas ass!

lord, man, you know I do

texas air, texas swing

the guys come here and the women make me sing

lord, them belles down there, know what I mean

well, I’m on a highway born to roam

no matter the miles

I’ve always got a home

get back to texas

child, yes we do

houston girls are long and nice

you only gotta ask 'em twice

el paso girls send you down to the border

they make my eyes cross

they make my mouth water

texas chili, texas grass, texas moonshine

I love that texas ass!

lord, man, you know I do

texas air, texas swing

the guys come here and the women make me sing

?know what I mean?

well i’m on a highway born to roam

no matter the miles

I’ve always got a home

get back to texas

child, yes I do

hill country and the golden coast

the east texas girls got west texas ghosts

our panhandle grows 'em long and lean

big titties poppin' out like Ive ever seen

jalapeno cornbread all with chicken-fried bass

mexican food that’ll burn yo ass

cream-style gravy holdin' it all together

maybe like to think you died and gone to heaven

I probably seen about a million states

half a million girls, been on half a million dates

half of them long, 'bout half of them nice

texas women, man, drives me twice as bad

texas chili, texas grass, texas moonshine

I love that texas ass!

lord, man, you know I do

well, I’m on a highway born to roam

I don’t care the miles

man, I’ve always got a home

get back to texas

ha!

yes I do