so proud and tall. it's the smell of gun powder on the alamo walls. a red corpus sunset
hill country bluebonnets
brisket at cooper's
joe t's enchiladas. it's floatin' the frio
cold beer in hand. it's a couple two steppin to a twin fiddle band. it's a saturday rodeo
friday night lights
the prettiest girls you ever seen in your life. for those who
the mud on the brazos and red rivers run through our blood
let the world know
we'll fight to the death
for the land and the people we love. gather around friends
it's time for a toast
let us raise up a cold one together
to texas forever. from the pines to the mountains
the coast to the plains
there's a pride down inside us
that's hard to explain. if ever you were one
then always you'll be. you may wander this world
but your heart never leaves. all these cowboys still saddle their horses to ride. out here there's just some things that won't ever die. like a ghost in the alley of some 6th st bar
you can still hear the ringin' of stevie's guitar. for those who
the mud on the brazos and red rivers run through our blood
let the world know
we'll fight to the death for the land and the people we love. gather around friends