THE TEXAS BLUES
I went off to Texas
On a whim and a prayer
I went off to Texas
I lost my faith down there
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Way down there in Texas
Them boys be doin' battle
Way down there in Texas
Them boys be rustlin' cattle
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They got some boys down there
That'll turn your head around
They got some boys down there
That'll run your high hopes down
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CHORUS
So, mamma, tell your boys
If they be Texas bound
Please, mamma, tell your boys
About the things I found
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When I went to Texas
I loved my job and my wife
By the time I left Texas
They'd both stabbed me with a knife
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They got pretty women
Driving big automobiles
They got pretty women
And every one of them steals
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