Live at Texas Stadium

Oct 14, 2007

Honk if you Honky Tonk - George Strait

Lyrics

Honk if you Honky Tonk
Well, I got a bumper sticker
On the back of my truck
There ain't another like it
'Cause I had it made up
I can tell who's behind me
They give themselves away
Lay on their horn when they read this phrase

Honk if you honky tonk
Don't if you don't
But, if you do
Don't you love to
Honk if you honky tonk

Me and Friday night go hand in hand
Ice cold beer and a swingin' band
A girl on my arm that won't let go
She caught my little sign about a mile ago

Well, just the other day I was cruisin' through town
Sheriff pulled me over, I thought I had it now
I rolled down my window, he said with a grin
"I want one of them stickers or I'm gonna run you in."

Honk if you honky tonk

I hear ya honkin', yeah
I'm pullin' over,
Let's honky tonk
Murder on Music Row - George Strait w/Alan Jackson

Lyrics

Murder on Music Row
Nobody saw him running from sixteenth avenue.
They never found the fingerprint or the weapon that was used.
But someone killed country music, cut out its heart and soul.
They got away with murder down on music row.

The almighty dollar and the lust for worldwide fame
Slowly killed tradition and for that someone should hang (oh, you tell them Alan).
They all say not guilty, but the evidence will show
That murder was committed down on music row.

For the steel guitars no longer cry and fiddles barely play,
But drums and rock 'n roll guitars are mixed up in your face.
Old Hank wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
Since they committed murder down on music row.

They thought no one would miss it, once it was dead and gone
They said no one would buy them old drinking and cheating songs (I'll still buy 'em)
Well there ain't no justice in it and the hard facts are cold
Murder's been committed down on music row.

Oh, the steel guitars no longer cry and you can't hear fiddles play
With drums and rock 'n roll guitars mixed right up in your face
Why, the Hag, he wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
Since they committed murder down on music row
Why, they even tell the Possum to pack up and go back home
There's been an awful murder down on music row.
Milk Cow Blues - George Strait

Lyrics

Milk Cow Blues
Well I woke up this mornin', looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow, I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow, please drive her on home
'Cause I ain't had no milk and butter since that cows been gone

Well you gotta treat me right honey day by day
Get out your little prayer book, get down upon your knees and pray
'Cause you're gonna need me, you're gonna need my help someday
Lord you're gonna be sorry, oh, you treated me this a way
Aw, now take it away boys

Sail on, sail on, sail on little gal, sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on little gal, sail on
You're gonna keep right on sailing till you lose your happy home
Well good evening, don't that sun look good going down
I said well good evening, don't that sun look good going down
Don't that ol' army cot look lonely when your lover ain't no place around

Well I tried everything baby to get along with you
Now I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna stop my crying, gonna leave you alone
And if you don't think I'm leavin' big momma
Just count the days I'm gone
You ain't gonna see me, you ain't gonna see my sweet face no more
Lord you gonna be wondering honey where in this world I've gone
Milk Cow Blues
Cowboys Like Us - George Strait

Lyrics

Cowboys Like Us
I take off time to time
With those crazy friends of mine
Head out on steel horses
With wheels and we ride

We burn up that road to old Mexico
Blend in with the desert
Just we amigos
And we roll

Cowboys like us sure do have fun
Racin' the wind, chasin' the sun
Take the long way around back to square one
Today we're just outlaws out on the run
There'll be no regrets, no worries and such
For cowboys like us

We talk about livin', babies, and women
All that we've lost and all we've been givin'
We sing about true love, lie about things we ain't done
Drink one more cold one, come mornin' get up
And we roll

Cowboys like us
All My Ex's Live in Texas - George Strait w/Jimmy Buffett

Lyrics

All My Ex's Live in Texas
All my ex's live in Texas,
And Texas is a place I'd dearly love to be.
But all my ex's live in Texas
And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee.

Rosanna's down in Texarcana; wanted me to push her broom,
And sweet Ilene's in Abilene; she forgot I hung the moon,
And Allison in Galveston somehow lost her sanity,
And Dimples who now lives in Temple's got the law lookin' for me.

I remember that old Frio river where I learned to swim.
And it brings to mind another time where I wore my welcome thin.
My transcendental meditation, I go there each night,
But I always come back to myself long before daylight.

Some folks think I'm hidin',
It's been rumored that I died,
But I'm alive and well in Tennessee.
Hey Good Lookin' - Jimmy Buffett w/George Strait and Alan Ja

Lyrics

Hey Good Lookin'
Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'?
How's about cooking somethin' up with me?
Hey, sweet baby - don't you think maybe
We can find us a brand new recipe?

I got a hot rod Ford, and a two dollar bill
And I know a spot right over the hill
There's soda pop and the dancing's free
So if you wanna have fun, come along with me

Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'?
How's about cooking somethin' up with me?

I'm free and ready, so we can go steady.
How's about saving all your time for me?
No more lookin' - I know I been cookin'
Hows about keepin' steady company?

I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence
And buy me one for five or ten cents
I'll keep it till it's covered with age
Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page

Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'?
How's about cooking somethin' up with me?
Sea of Heartbreak - Jimmy Buffett w/George Strait

Lyrics

Sea of Heartbreak
The lights in the harbor,
Don't shine for me.
I'm like a lost ship,
Adrift on the sea.

Sea of heartbreak, lost love an' loneliness;
Memories of your caress, so divine.
I wish you were mine again, my dear.
I am on this sea of tears:
Sea of heartbreak.

How did I lose you?
Oh, where did I fail?
Why did you leave me,
Always to sail?

This sea of heartbreak, lost love an' loneliness;
Memories of your caress, so divine.
How I wish you were mine again, my dear.
I am on this sea of tears:
Sea of heartbreak.

Oh, what I'd give to sail back to shore;
Back to your arms once more.

Oh, come to my rescue;
Come here to me.
Take me and keep me,
Away from the sea.

Yes, this sea of heartbreak, lost love an' loneliness;
Memories of your caress, so divine.
How I wish you were mine again, my dear.
I'm on this sea of tears:
Sea of heartbreak.

It's a sea of heartbreak.
Northeast Texas Women - Jimmy Buffett

Lyrics

Northeast Texas Women
Home South of oklahoma, east of New Mexico,
West of Louisiana where all them Cajuns grow
We gotta a little place called Texas
Where the women grow on trees.
They're right there for the pickin' just as easy as you please

And you better run take hold
You're gonna get young 'fore you get old
And them Texas women is Texas gold
With kisses that are sweeter than cactus
Oh...

North of Amarillo, east of old Dime Box
You can find your Cinderella or a genuine Goldilocks
And if ya don't like love attachments, if your taste in women is strange
Then go on and spend your money, my friend, down in old La Grange

And you better tell it to the world
You want to get a Lone Star girl
With her cast iron curls
And her aluminum dimple
And it's so simple

North of Waxahachie, east of old Cowtown
Them Dallas women standin' up beat the others lyin' down
Well God bless the Trinity River and any man who is unaware
Of the northeast Texas women with their cotton candy hair
Boats to Build - Jimmy Buffett w/Alan Jackson

Lyrics

Boats to Build
It's time for a change
I'm tired of that same ol same
The same ol words the same ol lines
The same ol tricks and the same ol rhymes

Days precious days
Roll in and out like waves
I got boards to bend I got planks to nail
I got charts to make I got seas to sail

I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build

Sails are just like wings
The wind can make em sing
Songs of life songs of hope
Songs to keep your dreams afloat
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build

Shores distant shores
There's where I'm headed for
Got the stars to guide my way
Sail into the light of day

I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Margaritaville - Jimmy Buffett w/George Strait and Alan Jack

Lyrics

MARGARITAVILLE
Jimmy Buffett
Nibblin' on sponge cake,
watchin' the sun bake;
All of those tourists covered with oil.
Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
Smell those shrimp--
They're beginnin' to boil.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
But I know it's nobody's fault.

Don't know the reason,
Stayed here all season
With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo.
But it's a real beauty,
A Mexican cutie, how it got here
I haven't a clue.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
Now I think,-- hell it could be my fault.

I blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a pop top;
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
But there's booze in the blender,
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
But I know, it's my own damn fault.
Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame, And I know it's my own damn fault
It's 5 O'Clock Somwhere - Alan Jackson w/Jimmy Buffett

Lyrics

It's Five O' Clock Somewhere
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow
And so am I
Work day passes like molasses in winter time
But it's July

Getting paid by the hour and older by the minute
My boss just pushed me over the limit
I could call him something
Think I'll just call it a day

Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere

This lunch break is gonna take all afternoon
Half the night
Tomorrow morning I know there'll be hell to pay
But, hey, that's all right

I ain't had a day off now, in over a year
My Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here
If the phone's for me you can tell them
I just sailed away

Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere

I could pay off my tab, pour myself in a cab
And be back to work before two
At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder
What would Jimmy Buffett do

Funny you should ask Alan, I'd say
Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care

Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
it's five o'clock somewhere

But he don't care, I don't care
Together
It's five o'clock somewhere
Designated Drinker - Alan Jackson w/George Strait

Lyrics

Designated Drinker
Here's my keys, I want you to take 'em
I think I'm gonna need you to get back home
Hold on to my hat, I don't wanna lose it
I couldn't stand for something else to be gone
I'm sure you know the reason I'm here cryin'
I think you'll understand why

Tonight, I'm the designated drinker
I just lost the one that wrapped me around her finger
I need to get to where I can't think of her
So tonight, I'm the designated drinker

I came here to get you to help me
I need a friend to see me through
I hated to call, I knew you wouldn't mind at all
I know you know I'd do the same for you
I'm not the kind that likes to drown my sorrow
I may hate myself tomorrow
Oh but

Tonight, I'm the designated drinker
I just lost the one that wrapped me around her finger
I need to get to where I can't think of her
So tonight, I'm the designated drinker

We need to get to where we can't think of her
So tonight, we're the designated drinkers

Oh tonight, we're the designated drinkers
Texas Women - Alan Jackson

Lyrics

Texas Women
I've got some fond memories of San Angelo
And I've seen some beauty queens in El Paso
But the best lookin' women that I've ever seen
Have all been in Texas and all wearin' jeans

I'm a country plow-boy, not an urban cowboy
And I don't ride bulls but I have fought some men
Drive a pickup truck, trust in God and luck
And I live to love Texas women

I thought I'd seen beauty in faraway places
Till I looked upon those Houston faces
Spent Hollywood nights up in Beverly Hills
But they weren't nothin' like one night down in Brownsville

I'm a country plow-boy, not an urban cowboy
And I don't ride bulls but I have fought some men
Drive a pickup truck, trust in God and luck
And I live to love Texas women

I'm a pretty fair judge of the opposite sex
And I ain't seen nothin' that will touch 'em yet
They may be from Waco or out in Lampassas
But one thing about it, they all come from Texas

I'm a country plow-boy, not an urban cowboy
And I don't ride bulls but I have fought some men
Drive a pickup truck, trust in God and luck
And I live to love Texas women

I'm an Oiler fan not a soccer man
And my arms are red and so is my blood
And they make it boil with that soft Texas drawl
And I love 'em all, Texas women
Seven Bridges Road - Alan Jackson

Lyrics

Seven Bridges Road
There are stars in the southern sky
Southward as you go
There is moonlight and moss in the trees
Down the seven bridges road.

Now, I have loved you like a baby
Like some lonesome child
And I have loved you in a tame way
And I have loved you wild.

Sometimes there's a part of me
Has to turn form here and go
Running like a child from these warm stars
Down the seven bridges road.

There are stars in the southern sky
And if ever you decide you should go
There is a taste of time sweetened honey
Down the seven bridges road...
Where I Come From - Alan Jackson

Lyrics

Where I Come From
Well I was rollin' wheels and shiftin' gears
'Round that Jersey turnpike
When Barney stopped me with his gun
Ten minutes after midnight
Said sir you broke the limit in this rusty ol' truck
I don't know about that accent son
Just where did you come from

I said where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sitin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from

Well I was south of Detroit city
I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger lickin'
Well I paid the tab and the lady asked me
How'd you like my biscuit
I'll be honest with you ma'am
It ain't like mama fixed it

'Cause where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from

I was chasin' sun on 101
Somewhere around Ventura
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
This tall lady stopped and asked
If I had plans for dinner
Said no thanks ma'am, back home
We like the girls that sing soprano

'Cause where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sitin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from

Well I was headed home on 65
Somewhere around Kentucky
The CB rang for a bobtail rig
That's rollin' on like thunder
Well I answered him and he asked me
Aren't you from out in Tulsa?
No, but you might'a seen me there
I just dropped a load of salsa

Where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from

Where I come from yeah it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from
Where I come from

Yeah, where I come from a lotta front porch sitin'
Starin' up at Heaven where I come from
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'

Oh, where I come from
Where I come from

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