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THE TEXAS TROUBADOUR (Porter Wagoner) Ernest Tubb 1973 The New York City folks say I'm too country The Grenache Village hippies all call me square But at the Long Horn barroom down in Dallas Texas They call me the Texas Troubadour there My home state of Texas you've been good to me Your wide open spaces treat me fair The girls are so much prettier down in Texas They don't breathe that New York City polluted air Ah Buddy INSTRUMENTALS Steel guitar The New York City sidewalks filled with people Too busy to say hello to you there With hearts as cold as the concrete that they walk on They sure could use some clean fresh Texas air Now Texas folks don't judge you till they know you And they don't judge you then by what you wear And you can feel at home anyplace in Texas If you don't own a thing or if you're a millionaire Now My home state of Texas you've been good to me Your wide open spaces treat me fair The girls are so much prettier down in Texas They don't breathe that New York City polluted air (Contributed by lylemalone - September 2005)

    


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