Texas across the river where my wandrin' days I'll bid goodbye.
  Just the sound of Texas gets me "boom" in the solar plexus
  It's enough to make a grown man cry.
  
  Texas across the river. Don't need signs to tell you where you're at.
  Ain't a trace of shade there. Think the only real shade that's made there,
  Is the shade that's underneath your hat.
  
  Texas across the river. Texas, I never will roam.
  Texas, calling Texas my home!