Lord Bury Me In Texas

Well, can you tell me a story on the fiddle you play?

Tall as the mounts Appalach-I-A

I wanna hit the road and make my claim

But, Lord, bury me in Texas

I had dreams of headin' west to Californ-I-A

But I stop off in Vegas for just one game

I probably bet it on black and lose it all to fate

I'd sing"Lord, bury me in Texas"

Yeah, I went out to take some time, see what I could find

And I hummed to the fiddle and the song he played"Lord, bury me in Texas"

Well, Indiana woman, you're a sight to see

You're sweet as a peach fallen off the tree

I'd like to take you home, but if I don't succeed

Lord, bury me in Texas

I went out to take some time and see what I could find

And I hummed to the fiddle and the song he played

I'd sing"Lord, bury me in Texas" yeah

Yeah, I went out to take some time and see what I could find

My brothers they're wild as the tree is tall

I tell 'em I'll be back by the early fall

We'll be stompin' to a beat at the ol' Gruene Hall

Singin"Lord, bury me in Texas" yeah

Yeah, I went out to take some time and see what I could find

And I hummed to the fiddle and the song he played

But, Lord, bury me in Texas

Lord, bury me in Texas