Mess With Texas

Ran out of lovers in the lover's state, and Kentucky left me blue

Arizona bent my heart, but it didn't break, and Alabama broke it in two

Missouri really hurt me, Mississippi was hard to miss

Georgia wasn't on my mind, and Carolina wasn't kind, and there's one left on my list

It sure ain't lonely in the Lone Star State

Guess it's true what people say

It's bigger and it's better, so I think I'll stay forever

He's my first rodeo, hope he ain't my last

Houston ain't a problem, I can pack my bag

Settle down, settled in, yeah, I'm done collecting exes

Momma, I'm sorry, I'm probably gonna mess with Texas

If he rides out of town, leaves me high and dry, ain't sure what I will do

It'll ruin daffodils and Amarillo skies and baby blue bonnets, too

Am I crazy? Well, maybe, but lovin' you sure is fun

I'm way too lost in Austin when it's all said and done

It sure ain't lonely in the Lone Star State

Guess it's true what people say

It's bigger and it's better, so I think I'll stay forever

He's my first rodeo, hope he ain't my last

Houston ain't a problem, I can pack my bag

Settle down, settled in, yeah, I'm done collecting exes

Momma, I'm sorry, I'm probably gonna mess with Texas

His hand's in my back pocket, it's going pretty swell

His face is in my locket, so as far as I can tell

It sure ain't lonely in the Lone Star State

Guess it's true what people say

It's bigger and it's better, so I think I'll stay forever

He's my first rodeo, I'll be his last

Houston ain't a problem, I can pack my bag

Settle down, settled in, yeah, I'm done collecting exes

And if it all goes south, I'm headed back to Richmond

Momma I'm sorry, I'm probably gonna mess with Texas

Momma I'm sorry, I've gone, and I've messed with Texas