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Leave the waves of Galveston but only if you can |
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'Cause you've been hit behind the seawall, |
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Gently folded in the sand |
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Papa left you for Heaven after your Mama lost her song |
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And though your baby left you for Houston, |
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No one stays there very long |
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There's a graveyard by the pizza parlor, |
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A gate that only closes |
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Snowbirds fly away like secrets no one really wants to know |
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The climbing moon's always shining |
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On the kind of shells you keep |
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The broken horse tied to the water tower's running in his sleep |
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It's too bad that you ain't got a soft place to fall |
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It's too bad Texas leans to the least of us all |
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And says, “If you can make the music |
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Then you can have the dance |
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If you can shoot the pistol then you can wear the pants” |
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So leave the waves of Galveston but only if you can |
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'Cause it's the only place the Lone Star |
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Kind have offered you a hand |
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Your baby left you nothing but a dog she left for dead |
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You never knew you were a burden |
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Till it hit you on the head |
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It's too bad that you ain't got a soft place to fall |
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It's too bad Texas leans to the least in us all |
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And says, “If you can make the music |
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Then you can have the dance |
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If you can shoot the pistol then you can wear the pants” |