Good old Texas

Lazy old days in the Amarillo haze in my work vest

Sat out on the porch

Wonderin' which country to torch next

Where the only real trace of a brown or black face is in a bird's nest

Where bears are for shootin', the world's fit for lootin' on protest



And for every time saw idling by the bank

There's a gas pipe facing me and a sewage tank

For every Rio Grande rolling south

There's another Thames a forthin' off at the mouth



So when saw and saucepans fallin' from the trees

Maple syrup's weighing down the bees

Tabasco bleeds from every hand squeezed

Let the Lone Stars State get down on hands and knees



Gold Old Texas, set doin' nothin' while the world's up coughing asbestos

Just a colt 45 and a Jim Bowie knife to protect us



God Bless Texas, ask any people would if the Mississippi flood will affect us

Now that old Jim Crow not usually joing the Lexus



And when vinegar lines the river banks of rust

Salt and pepper line your lousy dust

Sugar lines your inside to a crust

And your livin' life in peace but only just



So when saw and saucepans fallin' from the trees

Maple syrup's weighing down the bees

Tabasco bleeds from every hand squeezed

Let the Lone Stars State get down on hands and knees



And as the burger man drives the buffalo from the plain

The cowboy feels so stuffed that he doesn't complain

Peanut butter's coursin' through his veins

And chilli stings his skin every time it rains

And it's brown sauce seepin' from the bowel

Mayonnaise comes leakin' from the cow

Mustard from a nipple of the sow

And they're singin' God Bless Texas but God knows how



And they're singin' God Bless Texas God knows how

They're singin' God Bless Texas God knows how

They're singin' God Bless Texas God knows how

They're singin' God Bless Texas God knows how



And they're singin' God Bless Texas God knows how

Singin' God Bless Texas God knows how x 5