[Verse 1] God painted the bluebonnets in the fields By a tough little scrub oak on an East Texas hill And he plucked the star from a lone star sky And he put it in the twinkle of a cowboys eye The wide open spaces he made wild and free Texas as far as any eye can see And he made her sons grow tough and strong They still cry when they hear a sad song [Chorus] No place but Texas Would I ever roam No place but Texas My home, sweet home No place but Texas My home, sweet home [Verse 2] When I die I hope they bury me By the Pedernales river beneath a white oak tree Where I can see the longhorns graze And the cactus flowers blooming in the morning haze [Chorus] No place but Texas Would I ever roam No place but Texas My home, sweet home No place but Texas My home, sweet home
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