Lyrics Don't California My Texas - Creed Fisher

Don't California My Texas

Don’t California my Texas
Don’t bring that stuff over here
We can sit and drink, don’t have to know what you think
We can crack an ol' ice cold beer
I’m just trying to warn ya
Someone here’ll kick your ass
From all these gringos and Mexicans
Don’t California my Texas
I’ve been here 'bout forty-six years
Granddaddy long before that
It’s easy to tell it’s all going to hell
Just like granddaddy said
Dazed and confused, don’t know which bathroom to use
These Californians, man, they’re a trip
With their electric cars that won’t drive very far
If you ask me, they don’t know shit
Don’t California my Texas
Don’t bring that stuff over here
We can sit and drink, don’t have to know what you think
We can crack an ol' ice cold beer
I’m just trying to warn ya
Someone here’ll kick your ass
And it might be for breakfast
Don’t California my Texas
We love America here, drink whiskey and beer
Fly that Lonestar flag
Love to shoot our guns, love to play in the mud
Jamming out to old Merle Hagg
At the end of the day we don’t care if you’re gay
To be honest, I don’t give a damn
As long as you mind your own and you don’t bitch and moan
'Bout all the things that you don’t have
Don’t California my Texas
Don’t bring that stuff over here
We can sit and drink, don’t have to know what you think
We can crack an ol' ice cold beer
I’m just trying to warn ya
Someone here’ll kick your ass
From all these gringos and Mexicans
Don’t California my Texas
It might be for breakfast
Buy a Ford, not a Lexus
From all these gringos and Mexicans
Don’t California my Texas
Don’t New York it either