Lyrics:
maiden, I was made by an Irish man
He was a guitar man from Texas and he played his six strings hot
He was a renegade leader of a Cherokee band before they
Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
Big, red, and silver
She don't make no smoke
She's a fast-rollin' streamline
Come to show the folks
[Chorus:]
a little Texas stray and all alone
It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp
On a little old brown pony he called Shaw
In his brogan
When my baby's walking down the street
I see red, I see red, I see red
How could someone wicked walk round free
I see red, I see red, I see red
I
This ain't Texas (woo), ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (woo) and throw your keys up (hey)
and Continental shoes
They can try but Austin ain't this cool
Horn rimmed glasses hair slicked back with grease
Standing taller than a Texas red oak tree
Watch out
The Stockyards and lakefront views
It wouldn't beat Texas
It wouldn't beat Lonestar red white and blue
There's a million places we could easily be tonight
Ahh but
how it gets when Big D comes
Dallas, Texas, Cigarillo by Morning
Northwest from there though, 'cause shit gets boring
Wanna ford the river with me,
Well, he met her down in Texas
With a twinkle in her eye
Said she loved his cowboy boots
And his pickup truck so high
He thought he found his angel
bitch by the noose (by the what?)
Yeah, I fucked that bitch raw (aye)
Sneaky bitch, pussy lose (no)
Zody' fucked a bitch in Texas (aye)
Already forgot
I can tell one was coming
I'd start smelling that old South Texas, Willie Nelson red-haired, sensibly-made country smoke
People I do not partake I
a deala
Mr. ice cream man, yo neighborhood drug deala
Nigga dat's bout it, down south we rowdy
From atlanta to texas, niggaz won't y'all read about
When my baby's walking down the street
I see red, I see red, I see red
How could someone wicked walk round free
I see red, I see red, I see red
I
Raney in Clint Texas
C-L-I-N-T Clint Texas was Red River Valley
Then she said farewell to my french harp and me
Well I see you're doin' pretty good
go dumb, yeah
Niggas ridin', slidin' by, might take a bitch so keep her close
Ice, cup, red, rum, choppers
A.K. Murder, Dumb, pour up, with smoke,
Go
to love Texas women.
I'm an Oiler fan,
Not a soccer man.
And my arms are red,
And so is my blood,
And they make it boil
With that soft Texas drawl
And I
fan, not a soccer man
And my arms are red and so is my blood
And they make it boil with
That soft Texas drawl
And I love em all, Texas women
and stares out across the desert sand
Red-winged Blackbird fly
Away from Neuvo Laredo
I'll be there by and by
When I'm on my way back home
In the dry dusty
neighbourhood
But red dirt angel always knew inside
She'd spread her red dirt wings and fly
She ran away at 17
Worked her way to Hollywood
Waited tables in Texas
Blood shot red
The feds gettin' bread from the pies
Wiseguys cops risk lay-off to stay off the block
Transportin' drop the Yay off
You paid off the top
that's not the way it's s'pposed to be.
Can a promise reach from Texas
All the way to Tennesee?
I really shoulda heard
From him by now,
He promised
Head turners, game changers that what we be
Known to shut it down in any town, Texas Royalty
Head turners, game changers that what we be
Known
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Tejas, Texas, TejasTexas is my
Head turners, game changers that what we be
Known to shut it down in any town, Texas Royalty
Head turners, game changers that what we be
Known
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