i sing songs about texas i sing them often as if she was some old lover i used to know i wish i could follow them back to the homeland everytime i hear one on my radio twin fiddles playin in my memory my daddy sang the wonders of old cowtown silver haired and he s still there under a sky so warm and fair i ll tell you friends there s a song in every town so won t you sing me one more song about ol san antone it seems like a dream now it was so long ago and jerry jeff walker can be just like a coat from the cold i m goin on home there s nothin short of the gospel hymns i guess that why folks keep writin them when i die i wanna go there too someday i hope to walk along heaven street and i ll still be lookin for my taco meat and swear i hear steel guitars risin in the air so won t you sing me one more song about ol san antone it seems like a dream now it was so long ago and robert earl keen he can be just like a coat from the cold i m goin on home when the night is real real still i swear i can hear a wipporwill she knows there s music in the dirt down there hill country rain it s a cleansing thing and all i have to do is see one and i m sittin in a shallow creek ain t got nothing to do ain t got nothing to do so won t you sing me one more song about ol san antone it seems like a dream now it was so long ago and ol guy clark he can be just like a coat from the cold i m goin on home