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letra de no texas - xn rowe

bikes and jars
at kitschy bars
where the hipsters look like pimps
leather boots never work the yard
and a gimlet made with gin
ask my friend to tag along
she got a wolf tooth on her necklace
slides her thumbs behind her belt and says
“well it ain’t no texas”

well i’ve never been to texas
not dallas nor the rio grande
i can smell the blood, sweat, and tears
and hear the country bands
where everyonе has got some cattle
and they’rе throwing around some rope
bet they’re shooting guns and raising sons
texas i’m coming home

well i close my eyes
see the big blue sky
that i hear that has no end
i tip my big old hat
on the welcome mat
and they always let you in
you earn your rust
on every truck
and you never pay no taxes
i put my hands behind my head and think
…god d-mn this ain’t no texas!
well i’ve never been to texas
no not dallas nor the rio grande
i can smell the blood, sweat, and tears
and hear the country bands
where everyone has got some cattle
and they’re throwing around some rope
bet they’re shooting guns and raising sons
texas i’m coming home

well i think i’d be a longh-rns fan
burnt orange blazing like the sun
and riding across the land
forever and untouched and unmoved
they say you always got some mud
on the bottom of your shoes

i’ve never been to texas
no not austin nor san antonio
i can smell the blood, sweat, and tears
and hear the tw-ngy tones
where everyone has got some cattle
and they’re throwing around some rope
i bet they are shooting guns
and they are raising sons
texas i’m coming home!

- xn rowe

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