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              G           C                         D                     G
Say if you're South of Oklahoma, east of New Mexico,
  G               C         D                     G
West of Louisiana, where all them Cajuns go
   G                           C
We gotta a little place called Texas
           D              G
Where the women grow on trees
       G                    C
There right there for the pickin'
         D                    G
Just as easy as a man could please

Chorus:
 C     C/B   Am
Run take a hold
                   C     C/B       Am
You're gonna get young 'fore ya get old
             C          C/B   Am
Those Texas ladies are Texas gold
                              D
Kisses that are sweeter than cactus
                     G
Take no practice to love yeah


Now there east of Amarillo, a little south of old Dime Box
You can find a Cinderella
Or a genuine Goldilocks
And if ya don't like no love attachments,
If your taste in women gets strange
You could probably find something to live on
Down in old La Grange

Chorus:
You better run tell the world
You gotta have a Lone Star girl
With her cast iron curls
her aluminum dimples
Cause she's so simple to love

North of Waxahachie, east of old Cowtown
Them Dallas women standin' up beat the others lyin' down
Well God bless the Trinity River and any man who is unaware
Of the northeast Texas women with their cotton candy hair

Chorus:
You run dig a hole,
You gonna get young before you get old
Now Texas women are Texas gold
Ahh there sweeter than cactus

(like intro)
Easy to love, yeah, easy to love
Easy to love, mmmmm

Chorus:
You run tell the world,
How you'll get Lone star girls
With their cast iron curls,
She's sweeter than cactus
And easy to love....