| All my ex’s live in Texas,
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| And Texas is a place I’d dearly love to be.
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| But all my ex’s live in Texas
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| And that’s why I hang my hat in Tennessee.
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| Rosanna’s down in Texarcana; |
| wanted me to push her broom,
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| And sweet Ilene’s in Abilene; |
| she forgot I hung the moon,
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| And Allison in Galveston somehow lost her sanity,
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| And Dimples who now lives in Temple’s got the law lookin' for me.
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| I remember that old Frio river where I learned to swim.
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| And it brings to mind another time where I wore my welcome thin.
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| My transcendental meditation, I go there each night,
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| But I always come back to myself long before daylight.
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| Some folks think I’m hidin',
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| It’s been rumored that I died,
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| But I’m alive and well in Tennessee. |