Sang some songs in Nashville and LA was LA
Ran up that Prevost gas bill, made friends with TSA
Hell, I've been everywhere, man, and I 'bout had enough
The more I live, the more I get sick and tired of
All hat, no cattle, all belt, no buckle
All snake, no rattle, all honey, no suckle
And I'ma take every last dime stuffed under this mattress
And make a Lone Star B-line, take my ass back to Texas
Ran outta luck in Vegas and broke down in Mobile
Ain't found nowhere like Dallas, yeah, and I doubt I ever will
It's all hat, no cattle, all belt, no buckle
All snake, no rattle, all honey, no suckle
And I'ma take every last dime stuffed under this mattress
And make a Lone Star B-line, take my ass back to Texas (take 'em home)
All hat, no cattle, all belt, no buckle
All snake, no rattle, all buttin', no scuttle
And I'ma take every last dime stuffed under this mattress
And make a Lone Star B-line, take my ass back to Texas
I ain't no wastin' me no time
Take my ass back to Texas, home
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