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Ohio (Come Back To Texas)

Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006

She said she needed a break
A little time to think
But then she went to Cleveland
With some guy named Leelan
That she met at the bank

There’s nothing wrong with Ohio
Except the snow and the rain
I really like Drew Carey
And I’d love to see the Rock n’ Roll Hall of Fame

So when your done doing whatever
And when your thru doing whoever
You know Denton County will be right here waiting for you….

Come back to Texas
Its just not the same since you went away
Before you lose your accent
And forget all about the Lonestar State
There’s a seat for you at the rodeo
And I’ve got every slow dance saved
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway

I think I made a mistake
Its not that easy to take
She went to make a deposit
Then she cleaned out her closet
Guess I’ll sit here and wait

For her to come back home (I’d wish you come back home)
It shouldn’t take very long (so long so long)
I bet she misses the sunrise
And Mrs. Baird’s fruit pies but I could be wrong

So when your done doing whatever
And when your thru doing whoever
You know Denton County will be right here waiting for you….

Come back to Texas
Its just not the same since you went away
I bet you missed your exit
And drove right on thru the Lone Star State
There’s a seat for you at the rodeo
And I’ve got every slow dance saved
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway

Troy Aikmen wants you back
Willie Nelson wants you back
NASA wants you back
And the Bush twins want you back
And Pantera wants you back
And Blue Bell wants you back

I got a premonition
I’m taking a petition
And the whole state’s gonna sign

Come back to Texas
Its just not the same since you went away
Before you lose your accent
And forget all about the Lone Star State
There’s a seat for you at the rodeo
And I’ve got every slow dance saved

Come back to Texas
Its just not the same since you went away
Before you lose your accent
And forget all about the Lone Star State
There’s a seat for you at the rodeo
And I’ve got every slow dance saved
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway

My Hometown

Sunday, May 21st, 2006

This song goes out to my good friends,
Especially the ones I had before the Grammy nominations in 2003
And all the girls from back in high school,
Who actually spoke to me,
Even though I was a fat kid and a marching band geek.

I hope this song finds you well.
And I hope that you’re doin’ fuckin’ swell.
I hope that you’re back up if you’ve ever been down.
And I hope that you got the fuck out of our hometown.

Here comes a shout out to the professor,
Who said “Son pick a path and stay the same, cause charisma is the key to opportunity”
And to all the clubs that let us play.
To our family and friends and the music stores,
For giving us gear when we couldn’t pay.

I hope this song finds you well.
And I hope that you’re doin’ fuckin’ swell.
I hope that you’re back up if you’ve ever been down.
And I hope you got the fuck out of our hometown.

You know I can’t count how many times I’ve heard people say (heard people say)
“Be proud of where you’re from, you’re gonna put us on the map???
But where the hell were you back in the day, (back in the day)
No one came to see us,
So we got the hell out of there.
So there you have it.
t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t

This song goes out to my big brother.
For putting up with me following you around.
And making me smile when things at home weren’t great
And not getting pissed when I humped your girlfriend
For letting me take your car to the prom.
For beating up the guys that hung my bike in a tree
For hand-me-down down albums and guitars with no strings
For never beating the shit outta me

I hope this song finds you well.
And I hope that you’re doin fuckin swell.
I hope that you’re back up cause I know you’ve been down.
I just wish you’d get the fuck out of our hometown.
I hope you get the fuck out of our hometown.
I’m so glad I got the fuck out of our hometown.

You know what I’m talking about don’t ya?
Damn it!

Almost

Sunday, May 21st, 2006

I almost got drunk at school at 14
Where I almost made out with the homecoming queen
Who almost went on to be Mrs. Texas
But lost to a slut with much bigger breastes
I almost dropped out to move to L.A.
Where I was almost famous for almost a day

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn’t cut it
Almost loved you
I almost wished you woulda loved me too

I almost held up a grocery store
Where I almost did 5 years and then 7 more
Cuz I almost got popped for a fight with a thug
Cuz he almost made off with a buncha the drugs
That I almost got hooked on cuz you ran away
And I wished I woulda had the nerve to ask you to stay

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn’t cut it
Almost loved you
And I didn’t even know it

You kept me guessin’
And now I’m destined
To spend my time missin’ you
I almost wished you woulda loved me too

Here I go thinkin’ about all the things I could have done
I’m gonna need a forklift cuz all the baggage weighs a ton
I know we’ve had our problems. I can’t remember one.

I almost forgot to say something else
And if I can’t fit it in I’ll keep it all to myself
I almost wrote a song about you today
But I tore it all up and then I threw it away

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn’t cut it
Almost loved you
And I didn’t even know it

You kept me guessin’
And now I’m destined
To spend my time missin’ you
I almost wished you woulda loved me too
I almost wished you woulda loved me too
I almost wished you woulda loved me too
I almost wished you woulda loved me too

I almost wished you woulda loved me too