Texas

I don't see that anything is happening

Not exactly sure what's real

I don't care what way we're taking

All roads lead out of Nashville

 

Everybody acts so herky jerky all the time

Everybody's asking me to act like this is fine

Actually that may be true

for everybody else that's coming at you

But no thanks I think I'll change courses

 

Time to go to Texas!!! Texas!!!

 

I know I don't sound like Taylor

And I can't write Florida Georgia Lines

Guess I've fallen out of favor

Leaving Music Row behind

 

And I know you think I think about you all the time

And I know you think I need a reason for my rhymes

But you got another think coming at you

I'm headed out west with nothing to lose

Tacos, cowboys, and horses

 

Time to go to Texas !!!! Texas !!!!

 

I took the show on the road

Because I didn't know

If you were for or against us

And though I had to go

Nashville Is still my home

I'm just none of their business

 

But I'll be back with something new

Right now I've got lots to do and

If I stayed I'd just have to force it

 

Time to go to Texas!!!! Texas!!!! Texas!!!! Texas!!!! ....Texas!