The Song of Texas!

Yes I live in Texas, the Lone Star State of the South Where everything is biggins including my ole sorry mouth Stetson cowboy styling and ten gallon silly hats Spittoons in the dime stores in case someone went and spat       I have oil wells num'brin quite a few; heifers on a ranch When I swing a baseball bat I tend to use a branch I don’t drive a car, I own a mare and a nag But darnit if my girly don’t hafta wear a bag!       So how yuh like the South, deep here in the heart Where if you don’t chew the chaw you can’t be very smart? It’s hotter than a two-dollar bill, sidled to a fire Our metaphors are weird, I ain’t no horny-toaded liar       Mississippi got’s it’s crooked letter’d sorts We got our rugged pioneers in injun’ killin’ forts And don’t let those Arizonian’s often need complain Their heat is so very dry and our’s gots icky rain       Texas, Oh Texas, I sing this song to you Don’t e’er fall in the ocean like Florida might someday do Texas, Oh Texas I sing this song so proud Alabam's might be cool but can’t sing this song so loud       Arkansas shares a town with our mighty state It’s not half bad to live there nor half as very great What’s it like in the South in countries all o’er the world Is it as mighty as our Texas when their flag's unfurled?       Texas, Oh Texas all the stories you know are true Everything is big o’er here and sometimes very blue If you tweren’t born in Texas, get here as fast as you can Cuz Texas is the Lone Star State and I’m one lonely man YEEHAW! Written June 29th, 2001 © on Jun 29 2001 02:29 PM PST   0 • 14