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de Junkyard Band

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

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