Intro:  (As played @ Billy Bob's  4-30-99) 
 
Mamma raised a Christian boy 
Children of the Son 
Daddy was a son of a bitch 
And I'm a hard hittin' son of a gun 
 
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          F         C                 D  
What the hell am I doing down in Kansas City, 
F             C              D  
I know damn well it ain't where I belong, 
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think I'll quit my job come 5 o'clock, 
  C         G          D  
find my lonely way back home, 
F                C                      D  
My baby said just what are you trying to prove here,  
F                      C           D 
do you really want to leave me here alone, 
          F             C           D  
I said I'm staring at this ocean full of Yankees,  
C                   G        D 
and I'd rather be in Texas on my own. 
 
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So we were southbound 35, we were headed down the road, 
          A          G      F         C      D  
hit the border by the morning, let Texas fill my soul, 
          F   C      D  
yeah let Texas fill my soul.
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The tears start to flow about the time that I was leaving,  

she said I guess you better take me along,  

God might have made me born a Yankee,  

but it's time that I made Texas my home,  

So we loaded her stuff into my pickup,  

said good-bye to all my friends,  

called my brother down in Austin,  

said I'm headed home again. 
 
Chorus 
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She had her feet up on the dashboard, 
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she was holding my hand and wearing only a smile, 
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she said it's gonna be hard to start all over, 
         C                G                D 
but the feeling I have will make it all worth while. 
 
Chorus