Pat Green
Songs About Texas
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.
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.