I Write Poetry
Take me back to Texas where the wild bluebonnets grow
Saddle up my quarter hoss, and southwest, ho! we’ll go
I long to see that Western sky o’er where my soul was born
Please take my back to Texas where I’ll no longer mourn
Take me back to Houston, the city of my birth
Where the victor of the Republic won the land of endless worth
I long to see my dad and granny and where I was conceived
Please take me back to Texas where I’ll no longer grieve
Take me back to San Anton’, the home of the Alamo
Then we can eat some barbecue at the Tejas Rodeo
I long to walk the River Walk like I did back in the day
Please take me back to Texas, where I’ll forever stay
Take me back to Austin where I can build my life
And raise a couple buckaroos with the help of my beautiful wife
I long to live and work and play in the City of the Violet Crown
Please take me back to Texas where I shall never frown
Take me back to Texas before it gets too late
Take me back to Texas, O please don’t make me wait
I’m weary of this ho-hum life in Suburbia, U.S.A.
Please take me back to Texas before I go astray
Bury me in Texas the day that I expire
As those bluebonnets use my remains to grow higher and higher
I long to look down from heaven and hear our national song:
“God bless you Texas! And keep you brave and strong!”
Take me back to Texas
Please, brother, take me home.