Some folks say that Texans
Do some wild and wooly things
Like riding bulls in honkytonks
And eating snake cuisine
But I'm proud to be a Texan
Who's crossed the USA
And made some good
If somewhat goofy friends from other states
And all my friends love Texas
Where the south becomes southwest
Where the U.S. meets with Mexico
To eat and speak Tex-Mex
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
Jake was born in Nashville
That's Nashville, Arkansas
He showed me how a mountain boy
Can detour 'round the law
Big bubba came from Georgia
The land of southern charm, (he says,)
Watch this, boys
Then melts some pretty lady in his arms
We've learned from each other
Traditions, more or less
And when the classroom moved to Texas
The first lesson was you guessed it
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
When my friends head for Texas
Their taste buds know the way
The first thing they do in Texas
Is grab a paper plate (and say)
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
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Some folks say that Texans
Do some wild and wooly things
Like riding bulls in honkytonks
And eating snake cuisine
But I'm proud to be a Texan
Who's crossed the USA
And made some good
If somewhat goofy friends from other states
And all my friends love Texas
Where the south becomes southwest
Where the U.S. meets with Mexico
To eat and speak Tex-Mex
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
Jake was born in Nashville
That's Nashville, Arkansas
He showed me how a mountain boy
Can detour 'round the law
Big bubba came from Georgia
The land of southern charm, (he says,)
Watch this, boys
Then melts some pretty lady in his arms
We've learned from each other
Traditions, more or less
And when the classroom moved to Texas
The first lesson was you guessed it
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
When my friends head for Texas
Their taste buds know the way
The first thing they do in Texas
Is grab a paper plate (and say)
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
Do some wild and wooly things
Like riding bulls in honkytonks
And eating snake cuisine
But I'm proud to be a Texan
Who's crossed the USA
And made some good
If somewhat goofy friends from other states
And all my friends love Texas
Where the south becomes southwest
Where the U.S. meets with Mexico
To eat and speak Tex-Mex
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
Jake was born in Nashville
That's Nashville, Arkansas
He showed me how a mountain boy
Can detour 'round the law
Big bubba came from Georgia
The land of southern charm, (he says,)
Watch this, boys
Then melts some pretty lady in his arms
We've learned from each other
Traditions, more or less
And when the classroom moved to Texas
The first lesson was you guessed it
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
When my friends head for Texas
Their taste buds know the way
The first thing they do in Texas
Is grab a paper plate (and say)
Mi amigo, hand me those Fritos
Sí, sí, mi hombre
Muchas grassy-ass
Now, my compadre pass that picante
Oh, yeah
That's what my friends learned from Texas
Writer: LYNDA TIMMONS ELVINGTON
Copyright: Lyrics © CLOUDY HALO PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © CLOUDY HALO PUBLISHING