C
I heard a lonely coyotee a howling for his mate
F
I thought if I could ride away I would lose the blues
C
But I found out that Texas soil is sticking to my shoes
G7
C
Alas I got the Texas blues
F
They laugh at all my how-you-alls each time that I speak
C
And what´s more this foreign soil is burning both my feet
G7
C
I´m heading back I got the Texas blues
F
They got me out of Texas so I could really see
G7
C
I´m heading back I got the Texas blues
C
G7
F
