Verse One
The other day I turned on T.V.
What I saw was amazin' me
Some fool was blowin' smoke, as usual
Well he said exactly what he thought
That Texas should be hung or shot
I stood there in utter disbelief
Well, who the mother duck is he?
Some idiot with an art degree
Every Artist knows it can't be learned
(It is achieved)
Well I know the truth, I was born and raised
In Galveston down by the Bay
Don't take the name of Texas in vain
Chorus
All the cowboys tip their hats
And the country girls curtsy
Horses gallop by respectfully
The crowning glory of the South
I'll slap my Texas out your mouth
Don't you dare, Mess with Texas!
Second Verse
Red Rover, Red Rover!
Send your best and brightest over
Cause if you mess with Texas, hon- you're messin' with me!
The King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Painted us a schmorgesbord
Land of promise, flowin' milk and honey
The apple of our eye
Baby, Texas makes me cry
Chorus
All the cowboys tip their hats
And the country girls curtsy
Horses gallop by respectfully
The crowning glory of the South
I'll slap my Texas out your mouth
Oh don't you dare, Mess with Texas!
Bridge
When economics fail you
Fools are rising up
Texas overfloweth my cup!
Repeat Chorus/ Fade
All the cowboys tip their hats
And the country girls curtsy
Horses gallop by respectfully
The crowning glory of the South
I'll slap my Texas out your mouth
Darling don't you dare, Mess with Texas!
Yehaw! Don't forget to tip your waitresses! Elvis has left the building.
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