Ode To Texas

Ode To Texas




There’s a hokey in my pokey
When I stride the streets of Texas,
9mm in my hand.

The wide open range
And the cacti and the sagebrush,
Squirrels in the trees,
I’m in the God-blessed land.

Home of the brave,
The proud and the free,
No one goes to Texas
And finds it easy to leave.

Texas,
Where my heart will always feel.
Texas,
The place where I began to heal.

God bless the Texans;
But I guess He already has.





January 3rd, 2009