texas was clean just an oilmans dream a slate that id never written on the dust blowing round a lonely town boots on the board of a barn as far from the south without getting out the corner of my heart all this born in the powder and the horn the feather on the gridded green the brown and the white the rich and the poor taking the hit for the team and the horse they rode was a merry soul flickering on my bed post at night hey i wanna go i wanna go there and its just another place to go just another place to go the horse they rode was a merry soul flickering on my bed post at night i knew you for a moment or two in a life that seems to just expand in the austin night under vapor lights you laughed at me then you took me in on the day of the dead in a circle we said the names the corner of our hearts hey i wanna go i wanna go there and its just another place to go just another place to go as far from the south without getting out the corner of my heart