I sing songs about Texas
I sing them often as if she was some old lover I used to know
I wish I could follow them back to the homeland everytime
I hear one on my radio
Twin fiddles playing in my memory
My daddy sang the wonders of old Cowtown
Silver haired & he has still there under a sky so warm & fair
I will tell you friends theres a song in every town
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So won´t you sing me one more song about ol´ San Antone
It seems like a dream now it was so long ago
And Jerry Jeff Walker can be just like a coat from the cold
I am going on home
There isn´thing short of the gospel hymns
I guess that why folks keep writin´ them when I die I want to go there too
Some day I hope to walk along heaven street
And I will still be lookin´ for my taco meat
And swear I hear steel guitars rising in the air
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So won´t you sing me one more song about ol´ San Antone
It seems like a dream now it was so long ago
And Robert Earl Keen he can be just like a coat from the cold
I am going on home
When the night is real real still I swear I can hear a wipporwill
She knows theres music in the dirt down there
Hill country rain its a cleansing thing
And all I´ve to do is see one & i am sittin´ in a shallow creek
Aint got nothing to do aint got nothing to do
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So won´t you sing me one more song about ol´ San Antone
It seems like a dream now it was so long ago
And ol´ Guy Clark he can be just like a coat from the cold
I am going on home
Pat Green Ringtones