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And he would play, In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town, Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from miles around. And all the girls from there to Austin, Were slipping away from home and putting jewelery in hock. To take the trip, to

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

A heartache I'm still trying to get through Texas was you Texas was green eyes crying goodbye Was a long drive Ohio was a riverbank 10 speed layin' in the weeds Cannonball off an old rope swing Long long summer days Tennessee was a guitar

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Listen to my song And if you want to sing along It's where I want to be The only place for me Where my spirit can be free It's about where I belong Sometimes far into the night And until the morning light

Take me to Texas I’m a child of the Alamo and the Yellow Rose Take me to Texas, on the open range The Rio Grande is in my veins It’s heaven there and so my prayer Is that you’ll take me anywhere in Texas The only home I know So when I go Two hundred

Right then, that's when I'll take you back It's like music To hear you bawling When a freight train jumps off a track And rolls down my road And it's summertime in Texas And they're playing in the snow