by Pat Green
?1995 Dead Horse Music (BMI)

What the hell am I doing up in Kansas City,
I know d___ well it ain't where I belong,
think I'll quit my job come 5 o'clock,
find my lonely way back home.
Well my baby said just what are you trying to prove here,
do you really want to leave me here alone,
I said I'm staring at this ocean full of Yankees,
I'd rather be in Texas on my own.

Chorus

So we were southbound 35, we were headed down the road,
hit the border by the morning, let Texas fill my soul,
yeah let Texas fill my soul.

The tears start to flow about the time that I was leaving,
she said I guess you better take me along,
She said that God might have made me born a little Yankee child,
Says not it's time that I made Texas my home,
So we loaded her stuff down into my pickup,
said good-bye to all my friends,
called my brother Gabe living down in Austin,
said I'm headed home again.

Chorus

She had her feet up on the dashboard,
she was holding my hand and wearing only a smile,
she said it's gonna be hard to start all over,
but the feeling I have will make it all worth while.

Chorus

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