Thursday, December 23, 2010

charlie in dallas

I’m bound for Texas,
Bound for Texas,
Bound for Texas land.

To hear the moo and rattle,
Of snakes and cattle,

I’m bound for Texas land,

I’ll sing her a song,
At the end of the day,
A song that will drive all our cares away,
I’ll sing out (in) the prairie,
The blue starry skies,
And the stars shining bright in her eyes,

I’m bound for Texas,
Bound for Texas,
Bound for Texas land.

To hear the moo and rattle,
Of snakes and cattle,

I’m bound for Texas land,

I’m tried of the city,
Of smoke stack and steel,
I’m tried of the grind,
Of the factory wheel,
I’m spreading my wings,
And I’m ready to fly,
To the land of the wide open sky,

I’ll save up my money,
And look for a wife,
A wife who be true,
And a pal for life,
I’ll build her a home,
And a room for a child,
With the roses, around growing wild,

I’m bound for Texas land,

1 comment:

k said...

ha ha ha

now if he only had a song about old furniture...