If I chase my tequila with an ice cold beer,
blame Texas
If I swear there ain't no better place than here,
blame Texas
If you think I say a few words wrong and
find a way to put a fiddle in every song
If I take George straight over Elvis,
blame Texas
But if you wonder why she packed all her things,
left me back here alone in the Lone Star State
Yeah I messed up a good thing again,
guess I just can't help it
She loved the wide open skies,
no she didn't want to leave
Did her wrong, now she's gone and it's all on me
Coming back,
no she ain't,
wish she could but I can't blame Texas
If I got a little outlaw in my blood,
blame Texas
If all my settled down throughout on the road,
blame Texas
If you always see me out in my cowboy hat,
a little red on my neck and some sweat on
my back If I ain't the kind of mess to mess with,
blame
Texas
But if you wonder why she packed all her things,
left me back here alone in the Lone Star State
Yeah I messed up a good thing again,
guess I just can't help it
She loved the wide open skies,
no she didn't want to leave
Did her wrong, now she's gone and it's all on me
Coming back,
no she ain't,
wish she could but I can't blame Texas
Oh I could shine her back with a long neck and Sunday cowboy football
And I can hold my own on a * off bull,
but I can't hold on to a woman at all
So if you wonder why she packed all her things,
left me back here alone in the Lone Star State
Yeah I messed up a good thing again,
guess I just can't help it
She loved the wide open skies,
no she didn't want to leave
Did her wrong, now she's gone and it's all on me
Coming back,
no she ain't,
wish she could but I can't blame Texas
Coming back,
no she ain't,
wish she could but I can't blame Texas
God bless Texas