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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Texas Gentlemen
The Texas Gentlemen
Performer
Paul Grass
Paul Grass
Drums
Scott Edgar Lee, Jr.
Scott Edgar Lee, Jr.
Bass
Nik Lee
Nik Lee
Guitar
Ryan Ake
Ryan Ake
Guitar
Daniel Creamer
Daniel Creamer
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Songwriter
Willis Allan Ramsey
Willis Allan Ramsey
Songwriter
Alison Rogers
Alison Rogers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Texas Gentlemen
The Texas Gentlemen
Producer
Walker Lukens
Walker Lukens
Producer
Adam Mason
Adam Mason
Engineer
Steve Christensen
Steve Christensen
Engineer
Chris Longwood
Chris Longwood
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You say you're not from Texas
Man, as if I couldn't tell
Well, you think you pull your boots on right
And wear your hat so well
So pardon me my laughter
'Cause I sure do understand
Even Moses got excited
When he saw the promised land
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
See, I was born and raised in Texas
And it means so much to me
Though my girl comes from down in Georgia
We were up in Tennessee
And as we were driving down the highway
She asked me, "Baby, what's so great?
How come you're always going on
About your Lone Star State?"
I said, "That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway"
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
Oh the road, it looked so lovely
As she stood there on the side
And she grew smaller in my mirror
As I watched her wave goodbye
Those boys from Carolina
They sure enough could sing
But when they came on down to Texas
We all showed them how to swing
Now David's on the radio
And old Champ's still on the guitar
And Uncle Walt, he's home with Heidi
Hiding in her loving arms
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
They're OK in Oklahoma
Up in Arkansas, they're fair
But those old folks in Missouri
They don't even know you're there
But at a dance hall down in Texas
That's the finest place to be
The women, they all look beautiful
And their men will buy your beer for free
And they'll say, "That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway"
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
So won't you let me help you, Mister
Just pull your hat down the way I do
And buy your pants just a little longer
And next time somebody laughs at you
You just tell 'em you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
That's right, you're not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
Written by: Alison Rogers, Lyle Lovett, Willis Allan Ramsey
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