I sing songs about Texas
Sing them often as if she were some old lover
I used to know
wish I could follow them back to the homeland every time, I hear one on my radio.
I got twin fiddles playing in my memory
my daddy sang the wonders of old cow town
silver haired and he's still there
under a sky so warm and fair
I tell you friends there's a song in every town.
I said won't you sing me one more song
about old San Antone,
seems like a dream now it was so long ago,
Jerry Jeff Walker can be like a coat from the cold,
hey I'ma goin home
Nothing short of the gospel hymns, I guess that's why folks keep writing 'um when I die, I want to go there too, some day I hope to walk along heavens street, I'll still be looking for my taco meat and I swear I hear a steel guitar rising in the air.
I said won't you sing me one more song
about old San Antone,
seems like a dream now it was so long ago,
ol Guy Clark can be just like a coat from the cold,
hey I'ma goin home
When the night is real real still,
swear I can hear a wipporwill
she knows there's music in the dirt down there
it's a hill country rain is a cleansing thing and all I have to do is see one, sittin in a shallow creek
I got nothing to do, got nothin to do
I said won't you sing me one more song
about old San Antone,
seems like a dream now it was so long ago,
Jerry Jeff Walker can be just like a coat from the cold,
Yeah I said won'tcha sing me one more song about those dusty plains, them honky tonk angels, and their lonely bee hive pain, wish I stowed away on some fast moving train going home, I'ma goin on home.
