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(Clint Black/Hayden Nichols) |
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There's no reason I should go |
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When I really want to stay |
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There's no place that I know |
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I'd go to anyway |
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If ya ask me, I'll take Texas any day. |
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There's folks who travel 'round |
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Ain't no place they will stay |
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And never can be found |
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Anywhere but on their way |
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But you can find me here in Texas any day. |
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There's everything and more |
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Than you could hope to find |
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From the sandy beaches |
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To the mountains and the pines |
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My mind's got room to wander |
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But my heart will never stray |
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And you can find me here in Texas any day. |
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--- Instrumental --- |
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There's no reason I should go |
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And you really ought to stay |
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By now you've got to know |
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There's only one thing I could say |
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If ya ask me, I'll take Texas any day. |
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--- Instrumental --- |
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There's everything and more |
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Than you could hope to find |
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There's miles of smilin' faces |
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All just one of a kind |
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My mind's got room to wander |
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But my heart will never stray |
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And you can find me here in Texas |
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I'll be right here in Texas |
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If ya ask me, I'll take Texas any day... |
