Don't Let Me Die in Waco

It was the dead of summer, I was only 19

Dead broke as usual, my buddy Kevin and me

On a particularly dead weekend, we

Decided to hop on the bus and ride

Headin' on down to Austin town

Searchin' for a little life

We caught a Greyhound bus for a non-stop trip

Shuffled back to the back where the AC is and it's cold as a crypt

Two seats up sat a man in a hoodie

Who looked at me like modern death

I may never know why, but within the hour

That poor man was dead

And I said this prayer

I said, "Lord ..."

Don't let me die in Waco

Anywhere but there

I'd sooner die a Sooner or a dumbass Aggie than to go

In the land of the Baylor Bear

Don't let me die in Waco

Bus driver, just drive

Well, if I start to smell, just spray me with Febreze

But give me one more hour down I-35

We finally made it to Austin after that harrowing ride

Still searching for a lively weekend

To celebrate love and life

We found good reason of an unlikely sort

Some lucky cuss had gone out partying

Just the night before

A drunken fall from a balcony that took a frat boy's life

His friends were all in mourning until we arrived

I said, "It could be a whole lot worse, friends

For he died as he lived

A Longhorn proud, in Bevo's name

Hook 'em, amen"

Don't let me die in Waco

Anywhere but there

I'd sooner die a Sooner or a dumbass Aggie than to go

In the land of the Baylor Bear

Don't let me die in Waco

Bus driver, just drive

Well, if I start to smell, just spray me with Febreze

But give me one more hour down I-35

Don't let me die in Waco

Anywhere but there

I'd sooner die a Sooner or a dumbass Aggie than to go

In the land of the Baylor Bear

Don't let me die in Waco

Bus driver, just drive

Yeah, if I start to smell, just spray me with Febreze

But give me one more hour down I-35

Lord, if I start to smell, just spray me with Febreze

But give me one more hour down I-35

Lord, please