Texas Plains (Album Version)

I wanna drink my java from an old tin can while the moon goes climbin' high

I wanna hear the song of a whippoorwill I wanna hear a coyote cry

I wanna feel a saddle horse between my legs ridin' him out on the range

Just to kick him in the side make him show his steppin' pride back on those Texas plains

Each night in my dreams somehow it seems that I'm back where I belong

Just a country hick way back in the sticks back where I was born

These city lights and the city ways are drivin' me insane

I wanna be alone I wanna be back home back on my Texas plains

I wanna drink my java from an old tin can while the moon goes climbin' high

I wanna hear the thunder as she beams and rolls I wanna feel the rain in my face

A thousand miles from your city lights drawing a cowhand's wage

I wanna sleep at night beneath the stars above with the cold moon shinin' down

I wanna cook my bacon over cactus coals fifty miles from town

I wanna drink my java from an old tin can while the moon goes climbin' high

Back out on the Texas plains