I come from the land of the free roaming cow
Where the ground's so tough it'll break your plow
The winter never comes because it's scared of the summers
And people chew tobacco while they're driving in their Hummers
There's Dallas for the malls and the high-fashion shops
Well, Austin has the music and El Paso has the rocks
And every little town has got its own Dairy Queen
Where the fire ants and mosquitos keep the locals looking mean
Texas, Texas, take me home to see 'em
I miss the yellow roses that I saw in your museum
Our seafood is awful but our Mexican's the best
Just ask the tough Latinos with their last names on their chests
They gave me a few tips back in my high school
'Cause in gym class all the white boys gotta learn how to be cool
Now I miss the teasing and the big empty streets
When I listen I can hear barbed-wire fences calling me
To where the sport of football is a holy war
On which the Catholics and Baptists agree like they never have before
Texas, Texas, leaving you still hurts me
I went up north to study at a university
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