it's single time in Austin
but i'm on a trip to Idaho
far from the hill country cowboy
who wanted to god damn know
"why won't you saddle up & ride me
the length of the mighty Rio Grande
far down the coast to Mexico
with a whiskey in your hand?"
it's singing time in old LaGrange
inside that outlaw bar
i should be wrapping up the final set
and warming up my car
but Texas boots are kicking
hard on this dance room floor
and tough men say they love me
so i'm gonna give them more
here's a western slice of Heaven
far from the city crowd
where the cold beer has been flowing
and the boys are Lone Star loud
no bull but lots of pick-ups
and bar-be-que and girls
in wrangler jeans and looking good
with straight hair or with curls
it's single time in Austin
but i'm on a trip to Idaho
far from that hill country cowboy
who wanted to god damn know
"why won't you saddle up and ride me
the length of the mighty Rio Grande
far down the coast to Mexico
with a whiskey in your hand?"
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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