Texas Plains

Down in my dreams somehow it seems that I’m back where I belong

Just a country hick way down in the sticks back where I was born

All the city lights and the city ways are driving me insane

I wanna be alone I wanna be back home out on the Texas plains

I wanna drink my java from an old tin can while the moon comes shining high

I wanna hear the call of a whippoorwill I wanna hear a coyote whine

I wanna feel my saddle horse between my legs just riding him out on the range

Just to kick him in the sides let him show his step and pride

Out on the Texas plains

I wanna hear the thunder as it goes and rolls I wanna feel the rain in my face

Just a thousand miles from the city lights living a cowboy ways

I wanna sleep at night beneath the stars above with that whole moon shining down

I wanna cook my grub over cactus coals fifty miles from town

Sometime soon I’m going back back where the skies are blue

In a little hut just built for two back where my dreams come true

I’m trading the wide open range

I wanna go back please take me back out on the Texas plains