Tekster:
Roger Creager Live Across Texas

Everyday in lunch in high school, And all of my senior year, I'd drink my Coca-Cola with a touch of everclear. I never had to study math, science or

a few old guns handed down the line. Once owned by my Nana and Papa, but now they are mine. They've been all the way to Utah, then back home to Texas

But I got stop wishin, got to go fishin Down to rock bottom again Just a few friends, just a few friends (instrumental) I go for younger women, lived

find it likely as not There must be somethin? we have forgot Oh, Susanna don?t you cry babe Love?s a gift and truly handmade We got somethin? to believe in Texas

Alla en el rancho grande, alla donde vivia Habia una rancherita, que allegre me decia Que allegre me decia Te voy a hacer tus calzones Como los que

Love ain't what this song's about Candlelight ain't what I'm in the mood for now I don't need a metaphor to help me get this out Love ain't what this

It?s 4 am and I just got home to my motel room so I picked up the phone. I figured you?d like to hear about the day I had. It?s been a real peach of

There's a warm breeze blowing from the South so I need to get going. The palm trees and the beaches call my name. There's a bar that I know well there