Texas Boys

To all the other states out there

We'd like for you to know

We're sons of Texans, born and bread,

No matter where we go.

We're sons of Texans, born and bread

No matter where we go.

Now Texas boys have a fondness for

Drink-in beer and shoot-in ah gun

And hunt-in isn't done for sport

It's always done for fun.

Hunt-in isn't done for sport

It's always done for fun

We might make time for the roadhouse

And dancing with the ladies

But Sunday morning Church

Is our toll-road outta Hades

We might make time for the roadhouse

But we gotta stay outta Hades

We're sons of Texans, Yes-sir-re,

And we're proud as punch to be

Just ask our Mamas what they think

And they'll say the same as we.

Ask our Mamas what they think

And they'll say the same as we.

That's just the way it is for us

Ain't no use being coy

You can take the boy out of Texas

But you can't take Texas outta the boy.

You can take the boy out of Texas

But you can't take Texas outta the boy.

JE Falcon

12-25-2020