| Texas was clean, just an oilman’s dream
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| A slate that I’d never written on
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| Dust blowing' round a lonely town
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| Boots on the board of a barn
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| As far from the south without getting out
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| The corner of my heart
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| All this born in the powder and the horn
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| The feather on the gridded green
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| The brown and the white, the rich and the poor
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| Taking the hit for the team
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| And the horse they rode was a merry soul
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| Flickering on my bed post at night
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| Hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go (It's just another place to go)
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| I wanna go there (It's just another place to go)
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| And hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go (It's just another place to
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| go)
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| I wanna go there (It's just another place to go)
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| And the horse they rode was a merry soul
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| I knew you for a moment or two
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| In a life that seems to just expand
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| In the Austin night under vapor lights
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| You laughed at me then you took me in
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| On the day of the dead in a circle we said
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| The names oh, in the corner of our hearts
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| Hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go (It's just another place to go)
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| I wanna go there (It's just another place to go)
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| And hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go (It's just another place to
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| go)
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| I wanna go there (It's just another place to go)
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| I wanna go there and
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| Hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go, Hey I wanna go (It's just another place to go)
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| I wanna go there (It's just another place to go)
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| As far from the south without getting out |