Texas can you hear me?
Speed up on the dawn.
To the plains and blues of Houston
In the sun.
Where home is a rust
In the parish of space dust
Where the mountains die
And today is golden.
Texas can you hear me?
Speed up on the dawn.
To the plains and blues of Houston
In the sun.
Where home is a rust
In the parish of space dust
Where the mountains die
And today is golden.
