Texas Plains - 1951 Songtext
von Hank Snow
Texas Plains - 1951 Songtext
Down in my dreams somehow it seems
That I′m back where I belong
Just a country hicks way down in the sticks
Back where I was born
All the city lights and the city ways are drivin' me insane
I wanna be alone, I wanna be back home
Out on those Texas plains
I wanna drink my java from an old tin can
While the moon comes shinin′ high
I wanna hear the call of a whippoorwill
I wanna hear a coyote whine
I wanna feel my saddle horse between my legs
Just riding him out on the ranch
Just to kick him in the sides, let him show his step and pride
Out on the Texas plains
I wanna hear the thunder as it booms and rolls
I wanna feel the rain in my face
Just a thousand miles from the city lights
Living a cowhands ways
I wanna sleep at night beneath the stars above
With that pole moon shinin' down
I wanna cook my grabbel with cactus skulls
50 miles from town
I wanna drink my java from an old tin can
While the moon comes shinin' high
I wanna hear the call of a whippoorwill
I wanna hear a coyote whine
I wanna feel my saddle horse between my legs
Just riding him out on the ranch
Just to kick him in the sides, let him show his step and pride
Out on the Texas plains
That I′m back where I belong
Just a country hicks way down in the sticks
Back where I was born
All the city lights and the city ways are drivin' me insane
I wanna be alone, I wanna be back home
Out on those Texas plains
I wanna drink my java from an old tin can
While the moon comes shinin′ high
I wanna hear the call of a whippoorwill
I wanna hear a coyote whine
I wanna feel my saddle horse between my legs
Just riding him out on the ranch
Just to kick him in the sides, let him show his step and pride
Out on the Texas plains
I wanna hear the thunder as it booms and rolls
I wanna feel the rain in my face
Just a thousand miles from the city lights
Living a cowhands ways
I wanna sleep at night beneath the stars above
With that pole moon shinin' down
I wanna cook my grabbel with cactus skulls
50 miles from town
I wanna drink my java from an old tin can
While the moon comes shinin' high
I wanna hear the call of a whippoorwill
I wanna hear a coyote whine
I wanna feel my saddle horse between my legs
Just riding him out on the ranch
Just to kick him in the sides, let him show his step and pride
Out on the Texas plains
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