Song Lyrics

Think I'll Go to Texas

album: Affected by the Moon (2002), track 11 of 13
author: Chuck Pyle
publisher: Bee 'n' Flower Music BMI

It's going to be my thrill to crest a hill and see for miles
Where the sky's so wide it's all I can do to hide a smile
Out where the road stretches into forever
Possibilities are coming together
Nothing, but nothing's for sure
But I think I got a geographical cure
 CHORUS
   I think I'll go to Texas - honey don't you want to come?
   They got lots of space in Texas and I'm going to get me some
   Break me off a piece of that big moon rising
   Give me a windshield full of empty horizon
   I think I'll go to Texas - honey don't you want to come?
You can curl up and sleep on the backseat of my Camaro
That panhandle highway stretches straight as an arrow
Down the gun barrel into Amarillo
Welcome to the land of the great armadillo
Nothing, but nothing's for sure
But I think I got a geographical cure
 CHORUS
     Up on the roof, you can see it's so far they say
     You can watch your wife leaving for three days
     From a windmill 'bout a hundred miles west of Fort Worth
     You can see the curvature of the earth
 CHORUS
Come on let's go to Texas, oh don't you want to
I think I'll go to Texas - honey don't you want to come?