(Sanger D.Shafer - Lyndia J.Shafer)
George Strait & Jimmy Buffett

Chorus:
All my ex's live in Texas
Texas is the place I'd really 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 Texarkana
Wanted me to push her broom
Sweet Eileen's in Abilene
She forgot I hung the moon
Oh, Allison's in Galveston
Somehow lost her sanity

Jimmy Buffett & Alan Jackson

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
Itll be a fair curve from a noble plan

George Strait

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.

Chorus:
Cowboys like us sure do have fun
Racing the wind chasing the sun
Take the long way around back to square one
Today we're just outlaws out on the run

Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett & George Strait

[Jimmy:]
Hey, hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
How's about cookin' something up with me.

[George Strait:]
Hey, hey, sweet baby, don't you think maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe.

[Alan Jackson:]
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 dancin's free

George Strait

Well, I got a bumper sticker
On the back of my truck
There aint another like it
Cause I had it made up
I can tell whos behind me
They give themselves away
Lay on their horn when they read this phrase.

Chorus:
Honk if you honky tonk
Dont if you dont
But, if you do
Dont you love to
Honk if you honky tonk?

Well, me and Friday night go hand in hand
Ice cold beer and a kickin band

(Kokomo Arnold)
George Strait

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
I aint had no milk and butter
Since that cow's been gone.

Well, you got to treat me right honey
Day by day
Get out your lil' prayer book
Get down upon your knees and pray
'Cause you're gonna need me
You're gonna need my

George Strait & Alan Jackson

(George)
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 it's heart and soul
They got away with murder down on music row.

(Alan)
The almighty dollar and the lust for worldwide fame
Slowly killed tradition and for that someone should hang

Jimmy Buffett

South of Oklahoma, east of New Mexico
West of Louisiana where all them cajuns go
Well, we gotta a little place called Texas
Where the women grow on trees
Theyre right there for the pickin just as easy as you please

Chorus:
You better run, take hold
Youre gonna get young fore you get old
And them Texas women is Texas gold
With kisses that are sweeter than cactus.

Jimmy Buffett & George Strait

Jimmy:
The lights in the harbor, they don't shine for me
I'm like a lost ship lost on the sea
The sea of heartbreak, lost love and loneliness
Memories of your caress, so devine
I wish you were mine again my dear.
I'm on a sea of tears, a sea of heartbreak.

George Strait:
How did I lose you? Where did I fail
Why did you leave me? Always to sail

I've had some fond memories of San Angelo,
I've seen some Beauty Queens in El Paso.
Yeah, the best lookin' Women I've ever seen,
Have all been in Texas, and all wearin' jeans.

I'm a Country Plowboy, not a 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.

Well, I thought I'd seen Beauty in Faraway Places,