Well, when you're down on your luck
You ain't got a buck
In London, you're a goner
Even London bridge has fallen down
And moved to Arizona
I know why
And I'll substantiate the rumor
That the English sense of humor
Is drier than the Texas sand
Where you can put up your dukes, or you can bet your boots
But I'm leavin' just as fast as I can
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
Well, it's cold over here and I swear
I wish they would turn the heat on
And where in the world is that English girl
I promised that I would meet on the third floor?
And of the whole damn lot, the only friend I've got
Is a smoke and a cheap guitar
And my mind keeps rollin', my heart keeps longing
To be home in a Texas bar
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
Well, I've decided that I'd get my cowboy hat
And go down to Marble Arch Station
When a Texan fancies, he'll take his chances
Chances will be taken, that's for sure
And those Limey eyes, well, they were eyein' the prize
Some people call manly footwear
And they said, you're from down south
When you open your mouth
You always seem to put your foot there
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
I wanna go home with the armadillo (yeah, yeah)
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
Woo!
