When I look south and see the storm clouds roll, on their way to old Mexico
I
don't want to be alone The rays of light through my Shiner Bockª bottle make
me wanna turn the key and put down the throttle and get lost down 35 When I
get tied down by the ties that bind seems like I'm never gonna find the time
to do
what I need. That's to find me a place where I think talk about love,
laugh, and
drink. And there's someone there who cares.
cause no matter how big
the storms I know I can find me a place that's warm. The sun is shining
somewhere in Texas. I hope it's shining on her somewhere down in Texas.
In a place that big a man could get lost never mind the time forget about
the cost.
There's more important things. Shes' somewhere smiling north of San Antone
I've got her number but I stare at the phone. Cause I still want to believe.
To hell with horoscopes and empty dreams to hell with Valentino in his cut
pair of
jeans. Cause I know I can make it there on a twelve pack and a prayer.
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