Lyle Lovett’s “That’s Right (You’re Not From Texas); What I Am Listening To Write This Minute -by Iman Lababedi

A quick scan of my blogger profile will find the legend Iman is a big sports fan. And bigger Yanks fan. So I am sure you can imagination my devastation when the Texas Rangers steamrolled past the Yankees in the 2010 ALCS. The Yanks used to beat the Rangers so regularly at the end of the 20th century it was like an October rite….
So to rub salt on the wound I am listening to Lyle Lovett’s brilliant two step off boring old The Road To Ensenada, “That’s Right (You’re Not From Texas)”, a paean to the lone star state in which Lovett leaves his girl at the curb because she asks why he loves his home state. And then a great violin break.
The song is a whoop. Here’s the lyric, now leave me alone in my misery:
You say you’re not from Texas
Man as if I couldn’t tell
You think you pull your boots on right
And wear your hat so well

So pardon me my laughter
‘Cause I sure do understand
Even Moses got excited
When he saw the promised land

That’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway

See I was born and raised in Texas
And it means so much to me
Though my girl comes from down in Georgia
We were up in Tennessee

And as we were driving down the highway
She asked me baby what’s so great
How come you’re always going on
About your Lone Star State

I said that’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway

Oh the road it looked so lovely
As she stood there on the side
And she grew smaller in my mirror
As I watched her wave goodbye

Those boys from Carolina
They sure enough could sing
But when they came on down to Texas
We all showed them how to swing

Now David’s on the radio
And old Champ’s still on the guitar
And Uncle Walt he’s home with Heidi
Hiding in her loving arms

That’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway

They’re OK in Oklahoma
Up in Arkansas they’re fair
But those old folks in Missouri
They don’t even know you’re there

But at a dance hall down in Texas
That’s the finest place to be
The women they all look beautiful
And their men will buy your beer for free

And they’ll say that’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway

So won’t you let me help you Mister
Just pull your hat down the way I do
And buy your pants just a little longer
And next time somebody laughs at you

You just tell ’em you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway

LET’S GO GIANTS 
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