Blame Texas کے بول

If I chase my tequila with an ice-cold beer, blame Texas If I swear there ain't no better place than here, blame Texas If you think I say a few words wrong And find a way to put a fiddle in every song If I take George Strait over Elvis, blame Texas But if you wonder why she packed all her things Left me back here alone in the Lone Star state Yeah, I messed up a good thing again, guess I just can't help it She loved the wide-open skies, no, she didn't wanna leave Did her wrong, now she's gone, and it's all on me Coming back, no, she ain't Wish I could, but I can't blame Texas If I got a little outlaw in my blood, blame Texas If all my settle downs are out on the road, blame Texas If you always see me out in my cowboy hat A little red on my neck and some sweat on my back If I ain't the kinda mess to mess with, blame Texas So if you wonder why she packed all her things Left me back here alone in the Lone Star state Yeah, I messed up a good thing again, guess I just can't help it She loved the wide-open skies, no, she didn't wanna leave Did her wrong, now she's gone, and it's all on me Coming back, no, she ain't Wish I could, but I can't blame Texas I like a Shiner Bock longneck and Sunday Cowboy football And I can hold my own on a pissed-off bull But I can't hold onto a woman at all So if you wonder why she packed all her things Left me back here alone in the Lone Star state Yeah, I messed up a good thing again, guess I just can't help it She loved the wide-open skies, no, she didn't wanna leave Did her wrong, now she's gone, and it's all on me Coming back, no, she ain't Wish I could, but I can't blame Texas Coming back, no, she ain't Wish I could, but I can't blame, Texas God Bless Texas