Pat Green - West Texas Holiday Lyrics
September come to Texas just one time every year, so we get our guns and ourpickup trucks, and a bunch of that Lone Star beer, well we head out for theopen plains, where the birds they all flow like wine, we hunt them up then weshoot them down, man it makes me feel so fine, The manly sport is what I'mtalking about, so you can grab you a pouch of chew, If we get bored 'cause thebirds won't fly, we'll shoot the rabbits with my .22.ChorusI don't wanna go to Paris, I get enough French will my fries,just send me on down to Abilene, for the huntingman'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.Hunting is a lot like religion or so it is I'm told, they're both just a simplelittle way of life, and they're both good for your soul, from Robert Earl Keento Robert E. Lee, perfect strangers or best of friends, we all have a commonlittle bond between us we were born to be huntin' men, If it flies it dies orso they say, and so often times it's true, yeah but you take yours and I'lltake mine, and we'll have us a Bar-B-Que.Chorus
