I've traveled all over this whole wide world Playing songs for smiling faces From Idaho to old Oslo And a thousand other places I've rode on trains and airplane's Ate steak and calamari Shook the hands of diplomats And played their fancy parties Well I don't mean to gripe or brag Sure, the highlife has been grand But I trade my wage just to be on stage In Texas with a band
We'd Roll in on a Friday night Just under the wire For a dancehall gig, back up the rig And load in the amplifiers Let's pick a few and check one two The doors opеn at seven Folks come in for two-stеppin' The closest thing to heaven If I only had one final wish I'd make it my demand To play once more to a sawdust floor In Texas with a band
Take a tour through Texas And you can find it all If you close your eyes in Beaumont It sounds just like Montreal That stretch from Post to Marfa's Like that German autobahn And Austin's just like Hollywood With a few more country songs Where else can you hear steel guitar Played with accordion Then a Gulfcoast bar underneath the stars In Texas with a bandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
