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here to do some business with a big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip"

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
here to do some business with a big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip"

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried
here to do some business with a big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip"

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried
here to do some business with a big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip"

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried
he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip,
big iron on his hip"
In the town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
Flies in the buttermilk, two by two...
Files in the sugar bowl, shoo, shoo, shoo...

[Chorus]

Little red wagon painted blue...
Going to Texas, two
Flies in the buttermilk, two by two...
Files in the sugar bowl, shoo, shoo, shoo...

Chorus

Little red wagon painted blue...
Going to Texas, two by
hay in June
Sitting by the road watching well-fires burn
By an old October moon

I learned to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads
And I
And Long view twelve miles down,
And the travelers all said
Little East Texas Red
He was the meanest bull around.

If you rode by night or the broad
Texas sand
Sandy land down by the Rio Grande

Well, sand in my coffee sand in my tea
When I die they're gonna bury me
But deep in that drifting shifting
line staring at me
Oklahoma city's just a m-m-m-m-memory
Forth Worth, Dallas, I roll on by 
Waco Texas less than 50 miles
Clear the roads, I'm
line staring at me
Oklahoma city's just a m-m-m-m-memory
Forth Worth, Dallas, I roll on by 
Waco Texas less than 50 miles
Clear the roads, I'm
Words by June Hershey

Music : Don Swander

Lyrics:
X = Clap


The stars at night are big and bright, X X X X
Deep In the Heart of Texas

The Prairie
Texas sand
Sandy land down by the Rio Grande

Well, sand in my coffee sand in my tea
When I die they're gonna bury me
But deep in that drifting shifting
the morn 
The Eyes of Texas are upon you 
'Till Gabriel blows his horn. 
Sing me a song of Prexy, 
Of days long since gone by. 
Again I seem to great
yet.

If you haven't floated down the 'Ol Frio,
Heard Red Dirt music on your radio,
Eaten Cooper's down in Llano,
Then you ain't met My Texas yet.

You
yet.

If you haven't floated down the 'Ol Frio,
Heard Red Dirt music on your radio,
Eaten Cooper's down in Llano,
Then you ain't met My Texas yet.

You
Till they know you
And they don't judge you then 
By what you wear
And you can feel at home 
Anyplace in Texas
If you don't own a thing 
Or if
to Plainview
I can't wait to get to you know who
In that west Texas town
I drive through hell and half of Texas
Just to get to her by breakfast
Waiting in
it to red by the afternoon 
And to the right, the Grand Canyon is wide 
Sing along, the needle skips in the wind 
Count the stars of Death Valley
I had in Texas
A million dreams went by in Texas
Sometimes the same life turns against us
But I'm waiting for my lucky day

I watch the sun go
Crossed that ol Red River and this is what I saw

I saw miles and miles of Texas all the stars up in the sky
I saw miles and miles of Texas gonna live
in my pocket
How I wish I had oil wells in Texas to keep me supplied
With money while I sit by your side

Every day of the week
We would visit
crossed that ol red river and this is what I saw

I saw miles and miles of texas all the stars up in the sky
I saw miles and miles of texas gonna live