Texas. by God!
By: Wayne Brown
We Texans fought for what we have down at the Alamo
We earned our freedom from the folks way down in Mexico
We like our football, we like our women, that is what we said
We like our stuff really big, and pray that it comes in red
Texans are a prideful lot, we’d rather fight than cede
But you if need help by God, we’ll give you what you need
We stand on own two feet, no charity do we ever ask
But cross us once and find out quick who ends up on their ass
We Texans don’t like folks coming in and taking our hard earned stuff
When you steal from us, don’t get caught, the penalty is mighty ruff
Cross the Rio Grande into our land is a success that you can only hope
We’ll be waitin’ for you on this side with a Winchester rifle and a scope
We Texans don’t leave this border work all to the Border Patrol men
We don’t want a bunch of illegal freeloaders on our Lone Star land
So if you’re feelin’ lucky and can’t find a way to scratch that itch
Then come on over, the buzzards will eat you, you illegal sum-bitch
We Texans don't want your government grants, your federal bribery
Just leave us all the hell alone, this state is the land of the free
We got us some oil and we got pride, and we got ourselves some tough
So just don’t back us in a corner for we can get mad-dog rough
We’re long-horn herding, bull-riding, bronco bustin’, dusty cowboys
We mind our own business, you mind yours, we’ll all get our joys
But cross us once and raise our dander , it comes up really quick
Before you know, you’ll be lying with your ass good n’ kicked
We’re the Lone Star State, on that point you can always rely
We’re Texans and we’re Americans too until the day we die
Come and be a part of us, come and join our fray
But when you come, just be damn sure, you do things our way
Texans all, we do or die, for the Lone Star state we love
It is the land made in Heaven sent from somewhere up above
We’ll not share it with illegals, they can stay away from our cultures
Heed us not, cross our border and become a meal for the vultures.
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