West Texas Holiday lyrics

Artist  : Pat Green 
Song : West Texas Holiday
 
by Pat Green

?1995 Dead Horse Music (BMI)



September come to Texas just one time every year,
so we get our guns and our 

pickup trucks, and a bunch of that Lone Star
beer, well we head out for the 

open plains, where the birds they all flow like
wine, we hunt them up then we 

shoot them down, man it makes me feel so fine,
The manly sport is what I'm 

talking about, so you can grab you a pouch of
chew, If we get bored 'cause the 

birds won't fly, we'll shoot the rabbits with my
.22.



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I 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 simple 

little way of life, and they're both good for
your soul, from Robert Earl Keen 

to Robert E. Lee, perfect strangers or best of
friends, we all have a common 

little bond between us we were born to be huntin'
men, If it flies it dies or 

so they say, and so often times it's true, yeah
but you take yours and I'll 

take mine, and we'll have us a Bar-B-Que.



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