44 lone star lovers

Find me some buds before too long in the afternoon,
anywhere you are can be a mighty fine saloon,
when the beach is your backyard,
you don’t have to look so hard,
so give me a flash, let’s make a splash,
Gulf of Mexico’s always got plenty of room

It’s such a crime,
when I cross that state-line,
and see the Great State in my rear-view,
but my tiny tejas hunny, she never gets sad
she knows her lone star lover always comes back

blue mountain rockies or st. louis blues,
even milwaukee’s finest will do
a pint is a pint,
I’ll sho’ share mine with you
so give me a flash, let’s burn some cash,
Gulf of Mexico’s always got plenty of room

So if you ever have the time,
and you got ‘nough soul,
get yrself a patch
just north of ol’ mexico-
thrown on some boots,
plant you some roots,
& soon you will discover,
you was born to be a lone star lover