| You ask me what I like about Texas
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| I tell you it’s the wide open spaces!
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| It’s everything between the Sabine and the Rio Grande.
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| It’s the Llano Estacado,
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| It’s the Brazos and the Colorado;
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| Spirit of the people down here who share this land!
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| It’s another burrito, it’s a cold Lone Star in my hand
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| It’s a quarter for the jukebox, boys,
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| Play the sons of the mothers of the bunkhouse band!
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| You ask me what I like about Texas
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| It’s the big timber round Nacadoches
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| It’s driving El Camino Real into San Antone
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| It’s the Riverwalk and Mi Tierra
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| Jamm’n out with bongo Joe
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| It’s stories of the Menger Hotel and the Alamo!
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| (You remember the Alamo!)
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| It’s another burrito, it’s a cold Lone Star in my hand!
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| It’s a quarter for the jukebox, boys,
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| Play the sons of the mother love’n bunkhouse band!
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| It’s another burrito, it’s a cold Lone Star in my hand!
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| It’s a quarter for the jukebox, boys,
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| Play the sons of the mother love’n bunkhouse band!
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| Well, you ask me what I like about Texas
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| It’s Blue Bonnet and Indian paint brushes
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| Swimming in the sacred waters of Barton Springs
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| It’s body surfing at Freo
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| It’s Saturday night in Del Rio!
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| It’s crossing over the border for some cultural exchange!
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| It’s another burrito, it’s a cold Lone Star in my hand!
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| It’s a quarter for the jukebox, boys,
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| Play the sons of the mother love’n bunkhouse band!
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| Well, you ask me what I like about Texas
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| Well, I could tell you, but we’d be here all night long |