Don't California my Texas Don't bring that stuff over here We can sit and drink, don't have to know what you think We can crack an ol' ice cold beer I'm just trying to warn ya Someone here'll kick your ass From all these gringos and Mexicans Don't California my Texas
I've been here 'bout forty-six years Granddaddy long before that It's easy to tell it's all going to hell Just like granddaddy said Dazed and confused, don't know which bathroom to use These Californians, man, they're a trip With their electric cars that won't drive very far If you ask me, they don't know shit
Don't California my Texas Don't bring that stuff over here We can sit and drink, don't have to know what you think We can crack an ol' ice cold beer I'm just trying to warn ya Someone here'll kick your ass And it might be for breakfast Don't California my Texas
We love America here, drink whiskey and beer Fly that Lonestar flag Love to shoot our guns, love to play in the mud Jamming out to old Merle Hagg At the end of the day we don't care if you're gay To be honest, I don't give a damn As long as you mind your own and you don't bitch and moan 'Bout all the things that you don't have
Don't California my Texas Don't bring that stuff over here We can sit and drink, don't have to know what you think We can crack an ol' ice cold beer I'm just trying to warn ya Someone here'll kick your ass From all these gringos and Mexicans Don't California my Texas
It might be for breakfast Buy a Ford, not a Lexus From all these gringos and Mexicans Don't California my Texas
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