I sing songs about Texas I sing them often as if she was some old lover I used to know I wish I could follow them back to the homeland everytime I hear one on my radio
Twin fiddles playing in my memory My daddy sang the wonders of old Cowtown Silver haired and he's still there under a sky so warm and fair I'll tell you friends there's a song in every town
Chorus So won't you sing me one more song about ol' San Antone It seems like a dream now it was so long ago And Jerry Jeff Walker can be just like a coat from the cold I'm going on home
There's nothing short of the gospel hymns I guess that why folks keep writin' them when I die I wanna go there too Some day I hope to walk along heaven street And I'll still be lookin' for my taco meat And swear I hear steel guitars rising in the air
Chorus So won't you sing me one more song about ol' San Antone It seems like a dream now it was so long ago And Robert Earl Keen he can be just like a coat from the cold I'm going on home
When the night is real real still I swear I can hear a wipporwill She knows there's music in the dirt down there Hill country rain its a cleansing thing And all I have to do is see one and i'm sittin' in a shallow creek Ain't got nothing to do ain't got nothing to do
Chorus So won't you sing me one more song about ol' San Antone It seems like a dream now it was so long ago And ol' Guy Clark he can be just like a coat from the cold I'm going on homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
