Back To Texas

Snows falling out side my window

Rocky Mountains in my view

1000 miles from where you lay your head

Can’t escape thoughts of you

It’s been a month of sundays

Since I walked out that door

High tailed down the highway

Don’t know what I was looking for

Gotta find my way back to Texas

So I can make all my wrongs right

Hop in this old beat up chevy

drive straight though the night

I hope you’ve not found someone

Hope it’s not too late if you do

Gotta find may back to Texas

Find my way back to you

Race all the storms in Kansas

Run all those Tulsa lights

Outrun the cops to Red River

Make it to Houston tonight

Gotta find my way back to Texas

So I can make all my wrongs right

Hop in this old beat up chevy

drive straight though the night

I hope you’ve not found someone

Hope it’s not too late if you do

Gotta find may back to Texas

Find my way back to you

Gotta find my way back to Texas

So I can make all my wrongs right

Hop in this old beat up chevy

drive straight though the night

I hope you’ve not found someone

Hope it’s not too late if you do

Gotta find may back to Texas

Find my way back to you

Gotta find may back to Texas

Find my way back to you

Written by Jeff Canada and Philip Smith