| Texas in October, is about as pretty as it gets
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| But Texas in the springtime, is even prettier yet
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| You miss it so much when you’re gone
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| It’s hard for you to say
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| Texas gets more beautiful, with every passing day
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| Got a letter from my family, said they’d had a lot of rain
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| It washed away the cotton crops, but all and all they can’t complain
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| 'Cause the bluebonnets are about to bloom again
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| And Ginger finally had her colt
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| In Texas they don’t worry much, about things they can’t control
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| Keep Texas beautiful, keep Texas free
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| Keep her wild and natural, just the way she ought to be
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| This world is full of man-made wonders, Texas didn’t come that way
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| No, Texas came out beautiful, why not keep her that way?
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| I’ve been out here working hard, trying to make ends meet
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| But a float trip down the Rio Grande would sure do a lot for me
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| A good night’s sleep under a lot of stars
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| With a sunrise crisp and clean
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| And the smell of coffee boiling, by a big old pot of beans
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| So in my dreams I’m driving home, I can see my daddy’s face
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| He’s standing by the live oak tree, in our yard on Canyon Lake
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| And I’m driving under miles and miles of clear blue Texas skies
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| Some strangers in a pick-up truck, turn and wave as I drive by
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| Yeah, Texas came out beautiful, why not keep her that way? |