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I once saw a bumper sticker in Texas that read “ I wasn’t born in Texas, but I got here as quick as I could.”

Texas

I've never seen a moon quite like it
A Smokey Mountain sky at twilight
I was driving East up I-81
The radio seemed strangely smooth
Glowing in this orange moon
I could hear him singing, Carolina in my mind
But I'd rather be in Texas, breathing Hill Country air
And seeking relief from Hill Country heat
Taking life a little easier
There's a feeling you get that you never really lose
The further I get in some other direction, the clearer it is why I chose
To be in Texas
Every night is the same out here, and every bar has the same smokey air
Everybody's stories just start to sound the same
Technically I like the road, a strange new town has room to roam
And people think your interesting, when you're from another town
(Repeat chorus)

In West Texas tumbleweeds are born to roam and just like me they find it hard to find a home We'll ramble around, and roll through your town
Thirsty and thinking the same thing... I'd rather be in Texas
There's a feeling you get that you never really lose
The further I get in some other direction, the clearer it is why I chose
To live in Texas