I miss my Texas gal, here in this chill locale
I miss my Texas gal, whose love is like the sun
I'm earning my way down to a little Texas town
To where her home is found
Whose love is like the sun
I miss her foot and shoe, her smile shining through
Her beans and cornbread too, whose love is like the sun
I miss her heart and hand, her sway to beat the band
Surrender and demand,
Whose love is like the sun
I miss her back and bows, her fingers and her toes
The stamen of the rose, whose love is like the sun
Her smoking is a pain, her worries are insane
Her busy buzzin' brain,
Whose love is like the sun
The graces we forget, fly without a net
To where they never set, whose love is like the sun
I miss my Texas gal, here in this chill locale,
I miss my Texas gal,
Whose love is like the sun |