Texas Dirt Revival

(hm-mmm) They say Nashville Tennessee

burned clean down to the stone

Every fiddle in the state

is singing a quiet song

But the country's moving west

where the heavy pines grow tall

Back to the dust of Texas,

the greatest of them all (yeah) Texas is the best cuz you

got a lady to hold

A sweet-talking woman

who never grows cold

While the world's hunting people down and making a fuss

We're hunting and mudding

and kicking up dust (yee-haw)

We don't need the city towers

or the fancy radio play

Just a big block motor screaming

at the end of the day

Spinning tires in the swamp,

spinning donuts in the mud

Got that wild-river running deep down in our blood (whoo)

Texas is the best cuz you got a lady to hold

A sweet-talking woman who never grows cold

While the world's hunting people down and making a fuss

We're hunting and mudding

and kicking up dust

Just doing donuts through the mud

(hahaha) Yeah, back in Texas