My redneck mother sang: Redneck Mother
Cookin' us kids somethin' to eat
Daddy drank tequila like Pancho Villa
When the Cowboys won or they got beat

But that's Texas
Mm

That ol' Lone Star gravel make an old truck rattle
Like a get-ya-boot bit stepped-on snake
Lord, have mercy that ground gets thirsty
Better buy a Resistol or find some shade

That's Texas
That's Texas

That's Texas, home of George Strait the king
Ain't no such thing as chili with beans
That's Texas, hot as a flattop griddle
Ain't got a band if ya ain't got a fiddle
That's Texas with a capital T
If I can't go to Heaven, I got a plan B
And that's Texas
Yeah, that's Texas

Them two step queens'll bring ya to your knees
Yeah, buddy, God sure blessed 'em
There's fifty states, but at the end of the day
There's one that you don't mess with

That's Texas, home of Robert Earl Keen
Ain't no such thing as chili with beans
That's Texas, hot as a flattop griddle
Ain't got a band if ya ain't got a fiddle
That's Texas with a capital T
If I can't go to Heaven, I got a plan B
And that's Texas
Yeah, that's Texas

Tell 'em 'bout it boys

Where the night gets bright when the stars come on
Where every bar is a honky tonk

That's Texas, home of the CJB
Ain't no such thing as chili with beans
That's Texas, hot as a flattop griddle
Ain't got a band if ya ain't got a fiddle
That's Texas with a capital T
If I can't go to Heaven, I got a plan B
And that's Texas
Yeah, that's Texas

Come and take it, boys
Yeah