Red Steagall Under The X In Texas
I'm sittin' with a map lay out on my lap
Now there's not too many places that I ain't been
But the one place I love best is spread all over the west
And I'm tryin' the bigger how to get back home again
I wish I was sittin' right under the X in Texas
Right in the heart of where my heart must be
But whenever I roam I never feel at home cept in Texas
Under the X in Texas is the only place for me
[ guitar - steel - fiddle ]
Now I don't know what I miss the most
The hills out west or the southern coast
Or be in where a man can sleep for miles for miles
Those east Texas rivers with tall pine trees
Or the great sneak plaines with prairie breeze
But baby I'm lonesome to see a Texas smile
I wish I was sittin' right under the X in Texas...