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Pat Green
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West Texas Holiday
Lyricist:Pat Green
September come to Texas just one time every year So we get our guns and our pickup trucks And a bunch of that Lone Star beer
Well, we head out for the open plains Where the birds they all flow like wine We hunt them up then we shoot them down Man, it makes me feel so fine
The manly sport is what I'm talking about So you can grab you a pouch of chew If we get bored 'cause the birds won't fly We'll shoot the rabbits with my .22
I don't wanna go to Paris I get enough French Will my fries just send me on down to Abilene For the hunting man's paradise
Honey, you can stay at home all day Laugh and dance, go out shopping and play 'Cause I'll be out with the boys On a West Texas Holiday
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Hunting is a lot like religion or so it is I'm told They're both just a simple little way of life And they're both good for your soul
From Robert Earl Keen to Robert E. Lee Perfect strangers or best of friends We all have a common little bond between us We were born to be huntin' men
If it flies it dies or so they say And so often times it's true Yeah, but you take yours and I'll take mine And we'll have us a Bar-B-Que
I don't wanna go to Paris I get enough French Will my fries just send me on down to Abilene For the hunting man's paradise
Honey, you can stay at home all day Laugh and dance, go out shopping and play 'Cause I'll be out with the boys On a West Texas Holiday
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